Older (Chris Chan)

as the day grows colder

as we grow older

our scars, they grow in number

our eyes start to grow dimmer.


we fail to find solutions

to our existential questions

so we learn to feign nonchalance

find preference in ignorance.


the clouds drift

the sands shift

as we leave

behind our chance to live.


we lose the child inside of us

in place, we build fortresses

to fight against the monsters

we've erected from our own fears.


we redefine reality

lose faith in humanity

dismiss our spirituality

and escape into profanities.


the clouds drift

the sands shift

as we leave

behind our chance to live.


the end

it's chasing

us, it's catching

up with us, waiting

always.


come into my desert

come into my desert

so many things to see

so many things to see...

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Oh not again...

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