Anyone on the shelf
Will do
Numbers for the race
I have
Run the old machine
Into the ground

Search the sun
In your sleep
I hold
The clouds above

Nail an orange for our
Heartache
Lines in the basement
Singing
Behind lock and key
His and her dreams

Ask for space
In your cage
I hold
The clouds above

Across raindrops and seeds
Watch it
Any mark will do
The trick
Rise you old machine
Into the storm

Lose your voice
On my aim
I hold
The clouds above

Labels: echo, experiment, mood, participation, visuals