tonight i am going to wash the hippy

too late tonight, i'm gone and your miles ahead and i'm lost. throughout this darkened scene, clear skies are what i need. the light resides in lines, offset in different times. and i'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory. frames change and i'm still lost. scene stills lay still in this fog, and i try only to see straight through into you. your eyes become so bare, an eager and empty stare. and i'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory. and i am.and i see. it's just me. and i drift quietly through the trees. my mind separates from my body. days late, i'm not around now. i don't care. dreams escape all my thoughts. awake. i dream of a fate i cannot escape, now it's too late. time dies in straight lines. waiting, i can't take anything, you try to believe everything, but i can't, but i can't, too late, tonight i'm gone, too late, tonight i'm gone, too late, tonight i'm gone, too late, tonight i'm gone