Deftones

Take
Out the stories
They’ve put into your mind and brace
For the glory
As you stare into the sky.. The sky beneath
I know you can’t be tired..
Lay there
Stare at the ceiling
And switch back to your time just go ahead now try and taste it I know it should be ripe…thrust…ahead.
Turning in circles
Been caught in a stasis
The ancient arrival
Cut to the end