no means of transportationnhow do we reach our destination?npeople watch in fascinationnas blood rains and covers the pavementnnspend your life livingnwhy wait until youre dyingncause when leaves fall in autumnnappreciate springnnwho died and called this art?nits not, its random.nsynchronized beats randomized.ndemand it, we want it in tandemnn(oh youre so original)nacid rain falls on your canvasnoh youre so originalncausing problems outside, solving them insidenshroud your secrets in your smoke