Krrruuurrll

It takes many types, and rigorous flights, simple minds and treacherous vine’s- we lace our faces with our finds, we trace our space’s with their intellectual minds- but cigarettes burn and drinks overturn, and yet we never see things the way they should skoot, we all have opinions that we’d like to remove- a savior once said to shut up and groove, so I do one move at a time, one move at a time- forget to rewind, forget to unwind, because buildings take up my mind, cities intertwine like a mathematical puzzle that only serves the blind.