When you wait
When you hide
That’s when we collide
On hold
In between empty spaces
In between 2 technicolor beats
Young hearts
Things that don’t make sense
People on different orbits
Runners on different tracks
There’s a storm inside of you
It will never reveal
There’s no moon, no time
Just another naked morning
A soft Casper
Pulverising minutes into stardust
We strangely match
Yet we strangely don’t exist
The answers don’t come when it’s busy
The answers come in the silence
And in the still
There’s more to find
And I’ve got so much more
For your mind to refill
But i’m merely an almost
Evaporating
While
You’re looking
For
The
Feel
