Faded Polaroids

Amara vara mara vara.

Transmission cycle advancing. Quinn at the helm.

Crew approved, advancing. Lead us,

Quinn. Tiguidou.

Execute. Double vision, amplifying everything he isn't

Je m'ennuie, boredom is a heavy presence,

listen. It's not your fault,

c'est ma condition, my own design

If I move out this year,

will the slipping start to align?

Peur de l'engagement, scared of the way the floor falls

Something is missing, derrière ces quatre murs,

these empty halls. Lâches pas la patate,

babe, even when the stage falls through,

We're rewriting the ending for the crew!

Spiraling is miserable, je devrais rentrer chez moi

But why is it so difficult,

pourquoi c'est si dur pour moi?

I hope I wake up invisible,

someone no one knows

I guess I'm just difficult,

the way the dark wind blows.

With absolute autonomy locked over every pink-lined space,

And Joan reminding us that divine chaos wins the race :)

Difficult, si difficile, ghost of the things I never had.

To name this feeling,

a hundred thousand years of grief

For things I never touched,

le deuil d'une ombre,

my relief.

Therapist on the weekend,

reliving every single mistake

I hated how we left it,

the silence in the wake.

Where did you run to?

Qu'est-ce que j'ai dit?

Times like these, I try not to get upset,

All I do is think about you,

and this is the thanks I get?

With absolute autonomy locked over every pink-lined space,

And Joan reminding us that

divine chaos wins the race :)

Amara vara mara vara...

Lâches pas la patate!

Tiguidou. Captain Quinn and the crew,

advancing to

the next cycle together.