Mental Math.

So you join in with the crowd, a drop out. You don't know how they feel.
I'm a part of something big, my vision is unreal.
Kicking out while in bed and fixing thought undressed.
Pushing the limits, escape, and never you ever resist.

We are our future selves, trying to answer all our questions.
I don't feel like writing this, I don't feel the notion.
No motion, no momentum. No feeling and no emotion.
We made this up to feel it through and forget the right direction.

Whispered divinity, conquered affinity, and ended up confused.
All the passion and compassion, my songs are out of tune.
Lifeless, and nothing. So full beyond reason.
Such fullness is so empty, restore hope in envision.

Its one moment, its one instance and its this everlasting dream.
Collect your buckets, fill your lungs and let love flow downstream.
You won't be amused or refused, just a customary need.
Free your mind, think it through and never stop to feed.