Darkroom

Face in my hands admiring view again Pictures tell me it's only my fear So I'll try, I'll try to hear what I like And I'll try to hide what I fear Ever moving over to the way I wanna be Attract an energy Past time stored in my memory As we are struggling to make sense of human nature Distraction like a fairground attraction Communication interacts like we So reason over remedy ready me infinitely But lately I admit hard times have hit But still I like knowing I'll break through it The fluid flows the seed grows and life goes on And the fight goes on in this the Babylon we carry on Surviving striving taking everytime watching time go by And I tangle with stress feel strain from stress Man made hell yes in --- Darkroom - Archive