eye NEED the pit....

today is....  september nineteenth....

today....  eye need....  the pit....

eye am marching through the branches in a fit of wonderlust....

to see you in a black hole....  reaching out for something just....  

sillouettes of neighbors dancing in disgust....

eye am sure you recognize the noise....  and....  you heard about the pit....

been told to be afraid of everything that lives within....  but it is much worse where you are....  so will you go for it.....

eye have a feeling you might....  feeling you might....

somebody somewhere....  will clean out your wounds....  with dirty fingers....  we will bury the lie....

now we tumble down a hill to a fire with a crowd....  

the flicker becomes thicker as we bottom out....  

the residents do not even notice the sudden shouts....

when your eyes adjust and you see what is in view....

discolored and distempered smiles that seen you....  

do you realize we were all once like you....

we can talk about it later....  but....  eye think you have given in....  

eye had a feeling you might....  buty the lie....