circleLooking out the window everything moving so slow. A blink that lasts a lifetime with no where else to go Day into the night into the day again. Hiding . finding, where everything is going and when. What will happen these days? Dreamers stop dreaming, thinkers stops thinking, world stops spinning, lovers stop loving. Looking out the window sun shining though, burns my skin as i run out. run out after you. each step is a step further into the unknowing end. but that right there is right where it begins.