55 ohms to the dome now I'm coming home
Another instance of the resonance in the tone
It's to the point where it's louder than it's ever grown
Colder than I've ever known down to the bone
Start again with the patch I initialize
Go again with the form that you criticize
Repeat the noise until the noise starts to crystalize
Shift the paradigm and frequencies synchronize
The stars and sky appear to oscillate
Between the clouds and ceilings that they dominate
Signaling the life inside they isolate
Producing more decay than I can tolerate
Shine again on the path I perceive
To show the meaning in directions I receive
To guide the thoughts and feelings that deceive
The truth inside this world we must retrieve