Philistine

by

Daniel Bradbury

We think faster than time
And move on the sly
To be a fly in the between

And cause is the daughter of effect
Hidden from mass view
We're poured new into the night

Sing
Sing to me
Voice frayed on the edge
Raise
The moon to believe
In the brightness of the darkest skies

Rake in the ashes of Tonight
No faster than sound
We're ground into the salt of time

And my connections are played back
One after one imagined back to back
Youth cities slip from younger hands
Mingling with spent grains of time sands

We're real once and for all
Caught on hold as we fade into the fall
Of all we've been

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