Wandering

[Verse]
There was no eventual masterpiece
Rather the ocean and what lies beneath
Perennial blooms, temporary
That die in the rain
But not before intoxicating
Now there's a space in the air
Did we die in there?
We drank the tea in our slow groove toward infinity
Who are all these people?
Green and pink
How can I stay home?
My heart beats always
An ink splotch, a blood clot
What are we even looking at?
A system long in place
In a long embrace
I can't give trust to your movements
That try to pull us back in
The light left, no reason
In the still night
As you're still out
Wandering