Ideasthesia
I've been nodding off from time to time
And coming to where I don't recognize
Though I've traveled vast and distant shores
I don't know who I am anymore
Configurations in mutation
I find myself in this subversive state
Your burden on my present's gaining weight
The puppeteer can lift the strings no more
The puppets pick themselves up off the floor
Configurations in mutation
Writer/s: Sleep for the Weary
