Tiny increments,
infinitely small, impossibly infinite.
Indicating our place
in context to other instances.
Three limbs, independently
travel a set distance.
The circumference of an instrument.
Convinced that there is no option but to obey,
We commit to an idea
that leaves us feeling enslaved.
We pretend living in the confines of time is satisfying,
Wondering why it has to be this way.
We dance to the hands of a machine.
conducted to an orchestra, performed on routine,
never deviating from the score.
Never seeking more than the conventional means.
Do we question our reasons to be?
Thoughtlessly following a routine,
never deviating from the score.
Never seeking more than the conventional means
To an end.
Carving faces into the sand,
only to be lost again.
Etched in time,
like the wrinkles in our skin.
We draw lines,
and live by them.
Maybe structure is what we need
to give meaning to ambiguity.
Like a path to follow,
rather than wandering aimlessly.
I stare into the face of time,
and accept what I see.
I grasp the hands beside me,
By choice, willingly.
Because I know they’ll guide me.
They’ll guide me.
Because I know they’ll guide me.
Twelve intervals dividing the time we have
credits
from The Chase - Single,
track released April 19, 2015
Music by Harrison Bade, Bryan Balog, Howie Chen, Dan Kannen, Jong Kim, and Elliot Leach.
Lyrics by Harrison Bade and Elliot Leach.
Artwork and engineering by Howie Chen.
Mixed and mastered by Auré 'worC' Pereira at FLATCURVE.
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