I sow my mind
Tangled in the strings
And I am left behind
Sewn in patches that design
A modern man
Wound on the inside
Tracing lines that bind my time
Cause don't you want to see
The one on the inside
Who is
Sewing the Lines
A patchwork frame I have come to find
But I don't mind
And all I do is fill these lines
The ones left behind
I'm sewing lines - by filling time
And so, in the time that i fill
Ever more, these lines come still








