My body is a mess of emotions,
My hands must be sweaty, because that sure is not...

I am so afraid.
Afraid of you. But, even more afraid of me...

Incognito infinito
your disguise...

The pit inside my stomach
grows with every swallow of pride...

Smells of changing leaves
cling to the earth and the air...

My eyes are sore.
Sore from lack of sleep...

The impass that remains all throughout history
Lies within our love affair with both Science...

Crazy how life passes us by
with cars, and stars, and butterflies...

Beyond intelligence
or sense that is common...

Past experience
has taught me...

New Joy with Hope’s song by its side
A new direction taken on this wild life ride...

Broken by the meticulous torture of my mind
I am no longer able to stand the instant replays...