poets lost in contemplation
businessmen out on vacation
a light in the sky, and in my mind
falling from innocence,
reverse levitation

I feel it pulling, dragging me down
invisible hands between myself and the ground
my world in shambles,
feeling separated
feel I'm falling
I think I might crash
dopamine, serotonin
crash.

can I survive or will I fold?
neurotic thoughts taking hold
hiding from myself,
lost and lonely
everything will fall apart
all succumbs to gravity.
how long? how long til we crash?

I see the news, I see them fall
panic and a loud commotion
a world in reverse
backwards locomotion
an inverted pyramid,
a house of cards
ravenous apes, millennial anticipation
will we survive annihilation?

on the crest of a corrective wave
what brought us here,
will it carry us to the grave?
rules don't apply
logic here is masturbation
fuck the why, it got lost in translation
I see it go down and I don't question why
when the seasons turn and people look to the sky
the answers were there,
but we passed them by

bring it down,
bring that fucker down
CEO's and clowns
let it crash
let it all crash.