Waking What Sleeps

Something shifts in a melting space
Static voice in a hollowed place
Fading signals slip through time
Lines break off before they rhyme

Neon lights up fractured dreams
Midnight pulls at unseen themes
Every question comes undone
Every shadow hides the sun

In the blur of the lost and found
Muted chaos bends the sound
Open palms with a vacant stare
Just a trace of dust in empty air

Something underground
Fault within the sound
Shifting in the deep
Waking what should sleep

Maybe nothing pulls us in
Maybe nothing wears the skin
Drifting out of borrowed phase
Further lost in distant haze

Something underground
Fault within the sound
Shifting in the deep
Waking what should sleep