The words yesterday
Don't carry the weight
Of what's on display
So I grabbed my spade and I
Dug my own cave
The walls give in
They crumble away
While the light escapes
Friction falsified
While I pretend that I'm not the guy
I'm not who I recognize
Covered from head to toe
With indigo
It's empirical
But I deny
Refuse to revise
Dug my own cave
All the walls
Give in
And they crumble away
Forever bound by old ways