Leave No Trace

Born to the glare of the senses

Spoon-fed reality infused

A new inherent ,passive contentment

You are so easily amused

Here and now we

Are gone in a heartbeat

A dream in the

Passage of time

Chances are fading

This world isn't waiting

The moment is passing you by

Questions lie beneath the surface

The fools are fooled once again

Benign coincidence

We stole our existence

And gladly cast it to the wind

Here and now we

Are gone in a heartbeat

A dream in the

Passage of time

Chances are fading

This world isn't waiting

The moment is passing you by

Slowly spinning on the wind back home...