there's a rainbow inside

♪ : pieces of 1 dissolving like dust in a mirror
a fragmented chaos, transmuted from 0
two eyes, but 1 point of view
silent conversations between the old and the new

our bride, gravity, has time constantly in mind
created in a world full of words purely undefined

who will remember if our senses are derived
as virtual and endless as imagination shines
caressing us with a gentle tempting persuasion
in a time that does not seem to be a mortal invasion

most symbioses tend to end in delusional ruins
an ever recurring cycle of life for humans

is there a chance for an encounter that will bloom like an oath
the possibility exists, yes, they even say: for both