Dust Layers

June traded me for October

Carried me through to the November winds

Caves in the ground, we often slip

To look outside with squinting eyes

I crawled underneath and we're on it

As time squeezed out both sides

You barely move to lift one of your fingers

Just clinch your fist and bend all of them

Aim towards the ground

You cannot miss

Or aim high if that's your bullseye

Every piece that's found should not be missed

Taken as one from your pie

It's cool how you are just you

Ooh

It's nice how we can just hang on to

Yeah

It seems like we don't lose our youth

Ooh

And I just can't see you losing you

Born of ice and salt

I'll meet you back there

Yeah, 'cause we are foreign travelers

Of many dimensions here or there

Dormant underground

Like a windblown seed, it's sewn

One millennium ends tomorrow

Dust layers to clutter in the shelf

So many layers of some strange blue

He saw layers of dust down to the core

It's pretty unfortunate now that

It's only us that we're part of your precious words

A shit-storm mixed with the dust but oh well

It's just a fraction of what sinks to the floor

As the passing of timelines

With the layers of dust, pieces of us

Born to cities of rust under the crust

Add another layer of dust

I'll take the ice and nebulas