When you feel it, then you'll know
The smoke fluffs my pillow
Look through the lens you'll split in two
One half deception one half true
Mind is a decaying ship
Sinking drip by, drip by, drip by
Drips echo from down the fall
The tap laughs into delirium pools
Then, now, again and again
Words fall short of what I feel
Repetition pushes the monotony wheel
Until instilled that certain thrill is never
Coming back over that hill
Then, now, again and again
