Fragments of Time

Seconds splinter in the glass

(tick tock tick)

Nothing is designed

to last

We are shifting on the grid

Keeping track of what we did

Fragments of time scatter in the dark

(lost in light) Leaving only a static spark

Reconstructed piece by piece Until the loops

find release

Patterns repeat but they change shape (morphing)

No direction or escape

Time is bending out of line

Waiting for a sudden sign (falling) (rebuilding)

Fragments of time scatter in the dark

(lost in light) Leaving only a static spark

Reconstructed piece by piece Until the loops find release (static)