"Inside of us All"

Perhaps in the future,

It's something else we

know nothing of, 

Painted skies are luminous, 

A dessert across the oceans,

Over the glaciers,

Clearly words no longer flow through me,

No relief from the pain,

That time is over,

And now there must be a new world,

A new me,

This happens over now and again,

Freedom to a supreme chaos,

That I could release myself from,

A reason plus into the sensual machine,

Which sustains and destroys me,

I do not know what danger is,

But nor do I care much about it,

I saw the key waste away of my own making,

I know I need to make a new me,

Or a new world,

One where we cannot coexist,

As it is not our world,

One of us has simply gotta go.