Truthown.*

Don't you say no more

We're the ones living without

ethereality is long gone and repressed under the name of "average" now

What is normal, when I ask

Everyone tends to find the unfoundly sane answer

A question doesn't come with its own

Always a well

Another tunnel

Where we tend to keep our own sanctuary

Love is like a fairytale many says

They are the lovers of thy chains

Unbounded

This is how I want to be

Infinite

This is why it's against the rules the repress t'he

Words have many

And the language is already what you make it to be

Feather moves

Taking the origins in the mine

What you think you see has been under the line

I close my eyes

And I look away

I look away to have much more than I was given

The simplicity is not my game to play

And the baker looks at me smelling the air

This is about well,

anything and nothing

Just like the life we move on

Tired

Exhausted rails

They've been luscious to carry

Burdening the fiery tapestry

Subconscious is the treasure

Where you should look at

before you let anyone see what you truly own

They may take it violent

When all you're trying to do was be your own

Uncontainable

An area that's finite was never ours to own

Lovers are strangers

And all eternity is ours to side with the clown

Tears are rolling

And it's a monday craze

It now looks a bit different

Valedictories still the same in the sane

Clarifying the truth

Where the ones shall get it when we lose our own

Breaking the bonds with what they will disown

Here are a few that I say to moan

Dire tricks

And nights in white satin

What we see is unique from the known core

Although we didn't ask for it

We embrace it with grace

The untold truth is what we bear in countless hands

Judge said to us, behave

This world has its monsieurs to phrase

History has always been written in blood in shades

Tore apart in ashes

When what we truly need is some crashes

Crashes of those castles anew

Those read the great minds

Without giving a say between the lines

But we,

We got the hope

Maybe it is to never become

The

Truthown.