Typhoid

Forgotten relics of the past
Reshaping moments into glass
Behind your eyes like sunlit gems

When you want it all
The time controls the fall
Gray distorted dreams
They're closer than it seems

When you want it all
The time controls the fall
Gray distorted dreams
They're closer than it seems

Floating in the clocks
We're here and then it stops
A dance of callused hands
Deleted while we stand