Sometimes your world seems to shift poles
the reactions that take place after that are usually never told
and the darkest of caves are lit with gold
To add to the confusion set at hands reach
is a similar feeling to far to hold
With the distant of time, it seems our space will never meet
But with the shifting of our poles
comes along this greater faith aboard
The Universe
As it expands to infinite disaster
our love grows with definite rapture
no signs shall hinder our presence
nor will the act of one man stand in essence
But what I explain is a feeling of greatness
Love with out time and endless
My Universe as explained above, rotates like a whirl of blood
The distant future appears and disappears
and in doing so my world collides with yours,
this stress along side of hate controls all emotions,
that one man can take,
With out a mass to hold on to,
i reach out in hope to find, you, my love
In all that is madness in a mind so drastic
A touch of your soul, impedes all my sadness
Complete, the time has shifted and our worlds unite
with the universe at our hands we travel through space
combining our future with our present day
and in doing so create our greatest escape
