Quitter

god forbid we're silent swear you won't tell a soul
often i pretend i'm at peace with consequence more
lies to make us confident in our judgment who will
know who will notice us we lay awake in the paradox
of our space where gravity bends light around the sun
insomniacs in quest for true position we navigate with
knowledge like god time cant be protected time is dangerous
often i pretend i'm a clock and you're the hands more
lies to make them understand we're getting closer i feel like a god