Kismet

There is and will be
the net can stretch but it will never budge
thoughts are decieving, when reaction and action becomes part of the play.

Moments are pillars
eternal memories, the language of the acts
spits threads.

Waiting
to dive in
(I've been) spreading through time
beneath the crust of space.

Straight
into the silver
array
that causes tomorrow
(The way) that takes me to intuitive fear
(The road)

Waiting
waiting to dive in...

Spread
into the silver
array
that causes tomorrow.

Climbing, reaching ahead
there's no way to grasp
this infinite path
laid before me now.

My skin is turning to light
I cannot contain
the fact that our life
is nothing but
exoskeleton external
consequence of higher densities.

Each utopian step forward opening our eyes.