The Observer

we move with style
carefully crafting a myriad of memories like satallites
its ha a a a ard to memorize the meaning of an open mind
so lets cater to the rearview and leave the rest behind

so put salt in wound, cause my body needs to feel this too
its what i do, these photographs aren't you

you said i'm empty, but i know that this sky is too blue.
to die on the highroad so move slow, cause you are empty too.

we change with time, to achieve some sense of clarity but
regardless of sincerity im feeling fine. so leave a piece for me