Plane Shift

The game discontinues its repeat/ You've lost the long yard/ Where have you reached this far/ May I have the space now/ Im appauled/ A coward to my own will/ When I knew there was a limit/ A line torutred so delicately/ There begun the life of the unbeocming/ I stop running/ I started to listen/ Lost, gone in the wind/ To find the beauty in the beat/ Lime light glows in my corner/ I feel so much better / So complete/ Back to my old self/ Plaine-Old-unique/ William K. Butler