fauxcroft

Travel in time

Changing rhymes

Many things alter mind,

What do we find

When we step out of line

Everything is inclined,

To go super crazy

To go in a spin

All this stuff is distorting,

Everything rocks side to side

There is nowhere we can hide

Tears that have been cried

Now they have to be dried.

Ring the alarm

I am going back in time

Changing the rhymes

In synchronicity there’s signs,

Let’s go leaving the past behind

Moving into the future

In a different design,

Travelling an astral conduit line

Temporal, cosmic, and fine

Frequencies they start to climb

As our lives become defined,

By travel in time

And changing ryhmes

That alter the mind

This is the defining of life

Nows the time to decide

Just what is right now.