A feint madness in you
Steering static cargoes through
The corridors feel steep
until you cannot feel alive
But wait a while
A welcome light to show you where to be
Understand where you belong
And hold on to possibilities
Duality, existence
Be objective when you're allowed
Appropriate a cynical singular mind
You'll be left behind
Fluctuate and fade and show us how
You can give us shape.