supersonic
Bluelighter
That peace.
That peace you feel just as the music stops and the grand cacophony of silence rushes in like drops towards the deserts blistered soil.
It represents what everything represents in its representations of daily inhales and exhales of breath.
All things represent all things in the grand scheme of things.
Life.
The dances and movements we make, sometimes intense, others clumsy, hopefully beautiful.
The games we play coming victorious after trials, or falling down into the mud drenched agony of failure.
Its all there in everything, that peace, that life.
Everything we do represents life, because thats all we know.
Every step we take we walk towards that glistening spectrum in the background,
that peace.
That peace you feel just as the music stops and the grand cacophony of silence rushes in like drops towards the deserts blistered soil.
It represents what everything represents in its representations of daily inhales and exhales of breath.
All things represent all things in the grand scheme of things.
Life.
The dances and movements we make, sometimes intense, others clumsy, hopefully beautiful.
The games we play coming victorious after trials, or falling down into the mud drenched agony of failure.
Its all there in everything, that peace, that life.
Everything we do represents life, because thats all we know.
Every step we take we walk towards that glistening spectrum in the background,
that peace.
