Watch time move in a circle
Our concept is broken
Caught in linear perceptions
We believe death is deception
But when the lightning flashes
Our mere mortality crashes
Into storm clouds and burns
Into vibrant-colored ashes
Will I see you on the other side?
Don’t run – there’s no place to hide
Trust me, I’ve tried
Eventually, you must decide
As we all did at one point
To cross over the black rainbow divide
🤔 does a black rainbow look like an arch of one color?
-David
Perhaps!