Be advised our language is deciphered,
Every pause, itself, adds on a word,
Sentences like clocks in perfect order,
Everything is said and nothing's done,
Oh, I've long held that the ride is done,
Live with attachment to torture those that you love,
Mirrors line the long, unending hallway,
Where I see myself until I'm gone,
How's the me that's hidden by the long way,
That my image has to travel,
Oh I've escaped and I can't step out of the light,
When I realize the distance was an effect of the night.