Lev Snowe - Acrobatics

When ur far away, in the cracks of almost days,
In the same sad blink of a smile,
We're invited to see, the reaction to things,
LIke the casual burn of an eye,

To my surprise, we're not lost,
We're just storming thru the haze,
A colourful space,

On a trip beneath, ur acrobatic seat,
When ur sailing thru layers of rain,
Hit the switch we're goin down,
On a mission to indulge in a trip down memory lane,

It's all the same sorts of wonders minus other forms of feeling sane,

Listen up or listen down, to the meaning of these sounds Settled in,
To my surprise