Race The Sun

Perfection, we cannot live as prophets
We cannot sleep tonight
Given life's breath everyday's a privilege
Nipping, at our heels attempting, to lead us off these cliffs
Heartache navigate
We're taking the long way home
Chalkline's traced but I haven't hit the ground just yet
Looking up, they formed a circle
It starts to pour, this ledge is slippery when wet
I've got my best shoes on
Tied so tight
Reflecting light
They're waiting
They're planning
Black umbrella day I wake to you
Blind sided, sidestepping
My eye lids have been sewed shut
I can see between these threads
Success, trial without a jury
I stutter in defense
Focus on these veins
Like highways, they bind and they twist
This witness bench has been empty
Cells have clashed like head on collision course