Wake

Wake by [Lapse]

It was somewhere in the continental drift where i found it. It was a semiconscious pulse that casually insisted upon the fibers of my neck. "This isn't something you can escape", you managed. This was escape. It was like soaking in a viscous sedative. A murky shelter. It doesn't matter what is, was, or what would ever be. This expanding apex is a tiered occasion. How far could you shove yourself? You let go and harness. You test the psychotic stupor. How far could you go - the well is infinite...right? Jump in. Fall. Pass through. You can feel soil - or was it sand? Sometimes you question validity and the nature of your synapses . Splash through the contents - to the other side. As a gravity defying dance - I'll dress my organelles in a steady phosphorescence. I treat ghosts. I seek their status. Grow your vortex and sharpen your portal because out of his spout shouts swarms. Hypoxic ... I'll fledge. The longer I stay the more intrinsic these stones become - Its time to become an exit.

I am Lapse: Music: Wake