Measured in numbers, in seconds in time, all those we preach to discover new rhyme, but forced to comply with all that we know, forced move forward to stay in the flow.

But time never started it got used to conform, to bring us together to create the true norm, but if we have infinite ticking the clock, why not to move backwards to end this rot.

I taking the bridge no matter the cost, cos time we spend watered will calm what we’ve got.