You know it makes no difference, whether we talk or not

and its much harder going in there sometimes

than jumping down from the top

but if you talk to me, i will listen to you

with my eyes, my ears, my heart. 

till we both reach a state of grace

i will pull you out of the modern secrets. 

till we both trust the coast is clear.



information gates to yourself, is information breeding danger. 



you know it makes no difference. 

if you remember times that I forgot. 

sometimes we need nostalgia. 

but theres a need for a not

taking consciousness for granted

i need to hear your concept so dont expect me to. give into it

i dont want to go back there

my senses would not work

till we both reach a state of grace. 

i will call you out of modern secrets.. 

till we both trust the coast is clear..



information gates to yourself is information breeding danger