Apples

A frame in time
A unit moment sized
One moment
A familiar shape
It's movement
Goes around and comes around

Just one component
In the state of now
There's no when
At a constant rate,
In the arch of nowhere,
But went around and came around

Highway
Remember the shape of me
The more we see the less we know
To my view, to my own sphere
This road I'm on is everything I know
All I know

Sparks of life
Unfolding before my eyes
Unfolding become so wild
It confuses me
Chasing hills
Chasing the happening
Chasing what's left of me
The confused me

Highway
Remember the shape of me
The more we see the less we know
To my view, to my own sphere
This road is everything I know
Remember the shape of me
The more we see the less we know
To my view of limited sphere
This road is all I know

By time
We will transform by time
We will be pausing the clock by time

Highways from above
Connect and flat the earth
All the while missing life beyond
Highways, to my heart
Won't connect me with this world
All this time I've been missing life beyond

Split apart there's an apple
Only take a seed from the apple
Split apart there's an old heart
You'll never find a seed in it
Dig, seeking closure
You'll never find a seed that gives you closure
Loose ends are like erosions
Will never grow a tree from me
Not a tree from me,
Not a tree from us,
But a grain of dust within curling grass
While the earth trembles
Universality is but a formality
The prole of scarcity,
Not a shelter for me
While the earth trembles