In this fever
And sleeping as it overrides my ability
A tired form of carrying the day

It seems a day is all it takes to forget
That our watches run backwards
And our cells begin to dissipate
Loosing what colour they once retained
Possession framing intention and the

ultimate deciphering

In hidden messages
What dreams do you have for me?
In hidden messages
What dreams do you have for me?

What dreams do you have for me now?

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