Loom

May let itself in with no interruption
As my head pressed against the glass window of my room
Cars pass, pursuing themselves

If I looked away would they change their nature
Or continue to pass, swaying with the weather

Each individual with drive and direction
Or a cast of pure fiction from my mind selecting
What to keep, from what I see
Calm and casually weighing on me
Possibly real, unknowingly certain

Maybe the flame blew out
Jolt of nerves and doused down
Maybe it wasn't truly there
Jolt of nerves and disappeared

"Today I stand divided by the loyalty I owe."
To the reality that's just across the street
And to the inward real feeling
That up until now
Everything else has all still been but a dream

Today a cloud formed in my head
And it poured a rain of new reasons
But traffic never slowed