Circulating sights.nComes east towards west=failure.nNavigating lights.nGuide us thru this juxtapose glance out from the sea…nFragments of the night.nAre shapeshifting dreams, as if to say to you…n“We’re waiting for the tide…”n“…To come and submerge this swan of rudimentary beliefs”nnThe face on the stopwatch glows…nIt says we’re nearly there…nPlease, don’t feel so cold…nWe’ll cast a blinding light so bright that ships could see…nFor miles and miles…nAnd miles we’ll be…illuminating beings.nnMy friend wears a veneer…nTo resemble tainted war colors of the night.nShe speaks in mimicked tongue…nAn ancient dialect so beautifully…nIn my mind, a forest full of greenish whitenSadly, just a subjugation of mankind.nnThe face on the stopwatch glows…nIt says we’re nearly there…nPlease, don’t feel so cold…nWe’ll cast a blinding light so bright that ships could see…nFor miles and miles…nAnd miles we’ll be…illuminating beings.nnStructure, structure, emotion, emotion…nFind your voice.nBefore you go.nn(chorus)