Surrounded by sounds my ears bleed in a silent accord with harmony to defend an army of me from systematic discrepancies a child that learns is a child that sees all that you had in store for him
Upon a field a fire rides Pours the pixies side by side Tone deaf in breath in heaven lies
The being of our now and then proves existence from the sun centered in a universe conglomeration where my body knows it's home and i see the skies above where i think therefore i am, where i think therefore i am
