Can't the edges only be light
Like they wrapped skin for lies
Someone's only idea moves this body
And I am removing
Imitating what's brought out for the millions of faces
Started at what wont cut
Noise will be missing so
Get off what I've found
You get by where I dug out
See all the days stuck in the middle
The next act shall fall upon your turn
Because for phantoms fall only when there are no others
Every thing's wrong with that
Tumbling that plastic movie show
Talking pearly gates when i spin away
Why face what I've seen?
