Filling The Void With Floyd

My body wants to shake

I don't

It bypasses my zen block

Completely unbound

Possibly survival instinct

Fifty-thousand levels deep

Rising to the surface

Standing to the call

I pulled it out of a mirror portal

Floating in the air

No reflection, just a bottomless pit

With a single man at the top

Smiling

He knows he's coming out, but slower

He wears shining gold armor

More so glowing

And he's sneering!

I opened another in the ceiling for him

I looked down at me

I knew he was saying thanks

He knew I knew

And then up he flew

Now, I can sit straight

Every movement is free will

Pink Floyd's keeping me awake

Those hippies are missing the real message

He's tuning into himself

And into yourself

So he can reign with inception

Atleast we'll feel better at our deeper levels

Yet more remains to be seen

They say standardized

But it plays different every year

The news is locking you away

So they can hold you

When you come running back

The greatest solo

Is one of mixed tempo

Mixed genre

Unpredictable movement

And devastating focus and emotion

You'll need a lot of Red Bull

If you think you can pull it off

While you're still awake

Seek to understand

The most unnoticed things

The stores you don't go into

The people you don't say hi to

The carpets at the back

That you used to go between

And laugh and play

And shock your little brother or sister

With passed electricity

Why do kids' songs repeat so manically?

To stick deep and consume you

And scare you into thinking

It's out of your control

Imblazened...

I stare into an abyss

To contemplate the habits of nothingness