Tonight, I'm Going to Wash the Hippy

Too late tonight, I’m gone and your miles ahead and I’m lost
Throughout this darkened scene, clear sky’s are what I need.
The light resides in lines, offset in different times
And I’m blinded by a sea of this strange memory
Frames change and I’m still lost
Scene stills lay still in this fog, and I try only to see straight through into
you
Your eyes become so bare, an eager and empty stare
And I’m blinded by a sea of this strange memory
And I am… and I see. it’s just me
And I drift quietly through the trees
My mind separates from my body
Days late, I’m not around now. I don’t care
Dreams escape all my thoughts. Awake
I dream of a fate I cannot escape, now it’s too late
Time dies in straight lines. Waiting, I can’t take ANYTHING
You try to believe EVERYTHING, but I can’t, but I can’t
Too late tonight, I’m gone