supersonic
Bluelighter
Persistance of memory
Such is the way I shout out today to create colors in the ever changing grey.
This thing in you that never stops in your head.
This thing in you that never stops in your heart.
This thing in you that never stops, till your dead.
This thing in you that never stops, and always starts.
It's rapidity that creates the cloudy skip of lucidity, but memory if it persists lets the sun blaze and perhaps for eternity.
If we didn't forget we were happy we'd never have to remember.
If we didn't forget we were alive we'd never have to feel dead.
Like that mustache faced Dali identity, we need to reaffirm the persistance of memory.
Such is the way I shout out today to create colors in the ever changing grey.
This thing in you that never stops in your head.
This thing in you that never stops in your heart.
This thing in you that never stops, till your dead.
This thing in you that never stops, and always starts.
It's rapidity that creates the cloudy skip of lucidity, but memory if it persists lets the sun blaze and perhaps for eternity.
If we didn't forget we were happy we'd never have to remember.
If we didn't forget we were alive we'd never have to feel dead.
Like that mustache faced Dali identity, we need to reaffirm the persistance of memory.
