Eyes

Low light flickers on the wall. Sound moves heavy, slow, and tall. Every second stretches wide. Nothing here is meant to hide. Pressure hums beneath the beat. Concrete breathing under feet. Let it pull, don’t resist. Fade into the moving mist. Through the haze, we align. Out of focus, out of time. No return, no disguise. Just the smoke between our eyes. Through the haze. Through the haze. Through. Through the haze. Shapes Dissolve, the edges bend. Every start forgets the end. Bodies sway but never touch. Saying everything with hush. Through The haze, we align. Out of focus, No disguise. Just the smoke between our eyes. Through the haze. Through the haze. Out Of time. Between our eyes. Through Haze