god forbid we?re silent swear you won?t tell a soul often i pretend i?m at peace with consequence more lies to make us confident in our judgment who will know who will notice us we lay awake in the paradox of our s***e where gravity bends light around the sun insomniacs in quest for true position we navigate with knowledge like god time cant be protected time is dangerous often i pretend i?m a clock and you?re the hands more lies to make them understand we?re getting closer i feel like a god