bang a rang drifting notice rain teardrops from heaven
heaven gives us these forgotten teardrops forgiven tears from old heartbreaks
just drifting always drifting needs the drift in this sea of concrete quick sand fate
move keep moving jawing clawing balling on the sea of past days
floating teetering fence balance the past and future humans are present
my mind my words my movement your eyes staring back at me
it is all happening right now today for tomorrow is forever away
and as we drift as we ride the pistons of our pasts lick lips
taste salt from old teardrops
delivered from the skys collects in the sea for me and you
to drift
just keep drifting
shift drift easiest when brain is a twist.
-Gwant
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