Last week I traded my surprise for your lament



It's older now; the softest dirge, the shrillest cries



Mistook the signs down from the road



But the foul stories recaptured my eyes, I tried

Side by side we look ahead



The rest will read excuses



It's time to spin the other way



Please realize this mystery



Lie for lie they write to me



Inscribed by pens with no ink



See only what the other sees



Try to define infinity

Place your hand at the center other flame



Miles away from normal state



Placate this clash by explaining why



We encourage disguise. Why lie?

Please clarify just what I need