I lay there in motion
Skin is withered in patterns
Predictable, safe and confident
You can never change the shapeless
You can never blend
Sagnant and set, greying away
You will mold until you come to pass
Or become one with the elements to pray
One with the elements to pray
Nameless by will
You pass through motions of fate
Praying that the turn that comes
Defies the norms of physics to blend away
Glide evermore
Gliding
Stowed away from the eye of the sun
I stay away
The sun will draw the path
Open eyes, my flight will break away
Break the mould, be one with the day
I - definity
I - the open door
Trap the exits, the portals call
Mass apart, become the water
Become the water
Reach within, blend into none
The light that calls will fall upon the mended path
How long will time await when all that is left is all I see?