Long Live The Buffalo

Have you lost your depth perception
following that path will keep you worn
inside from inside
blackness coming

come back soul black

the position you're left in leaves you worried
the red winds pour new air in 'til your lungs hurt

so what are you waiting for?

disturbed you finally understand you've been infected
you feel a part of you is dying or is almost

DEAD...

you are derailing
scraping at the side

listen for the echo bringing
coming for mind
bridging the insanity
the thought is you growing madly
are you safe from you?

you're not far now

make sure you connect yourself
and keep your eyes pinned back for your own good
lock your doors, shut off your lights
and keep your sharp objects straight out of your sight

it's growing...