Open Forms

The night leans in without a face
Lights tremble in quiet storms
Thoughts slip loose from crowded corners
Running wild in open forms
Colors move in restless motion
Patterns breaking out of place
Laughter drifts in scattered pieces
Painting scenes I can't erase

Let it all, fall through
Let it all, fall through
Let it all, fall through
Let it all
Fall through your dirty mind

The night leans in without a face
Lights tremble in quiet storms
Thoughts slip loose from crowded corners
Running wild in open forms
Colors move in restless motion
Patterns breaking out of place
Laughter drifts in scattered pieces
Painting scenes I can't erase

Let it all, fall through
Let it all, fall through
Let it all, fall through
Let it all
Fall through your dirty mind