Sans Cosm

Arms open but I've just broken in

through a crack in a long division

can I make a decision, without confusion?

seemed something, but became nothing at all

what happened to the old and stable?

when the powers that be fail

and heads will roll

someday low notes fade away and go true and stale

somewhere words don't crater in at all

currents turn and green lights on my right

these miles hold and infinite time

long enough to remember

and regret precursors

ride turning, foundations shaking away

it's a matter of time and distance

and test opinions

that force a change

someday low notes fade away and go true and stale

somewhere words don't crater in at all

do you owe this? I am what you thought you were

can you pay it? what you've indebted

you're back and forth, you're the lottery