sometimes we live in conspiracy and in theory our agility has no dexterity the legacy lives on transparently but sometimes we rewind find time somehow align confine and become alright we prosper and become an author whisper to a sweet monster we wander and run into an oscar life becomes hotter and hotter we ponder listen for a concert find an imposter and live for disaster but that's when we listen for laughter to write a new chapter but usually that only happens when we gather for the rapture