A Short Term Effect

No movement, just a falling bird Cold as it hits the bleeding ground He lived and died, catch sight cover me with earth Draped in black, static white sound A day without substance, a change of thought An atmosphere that rots with time Colours that flicker in water A short term effect Scream as she tries to push him over, helpless and sick With teeth of madness jump, jump, jump, dance and sing Sideways across the desert a charcoal face bites my hand Time is sweet, derange and disengage everything A day without substance, a change of thought The atmosphere rots with time Colours that flicker in water A short term effect A short term effect An echo and a strangers hand A short term effect An echo and a strangers hand A short term effect