Come Forward

Lost in confusion This mortal illusion Is wrapping my soul in shards of glass All my revisions Of non-indecisions Will call me back to my own past Time is a butterfly Open up until you die Spread your secrets all with me Every time in history My coil wraps buttons around crystals made of future sand I trap myself beneath the airplane that refuses to land Time is a butterfly Open up until you die Spread your secrets all with me Every time in history I feel so sick I just might fly away to run myself a bath