Is it senseless or is it sensory?
Is it my imagination or a perfect memory?
If two eyes can speak and lips can touch
Then what happens when fate runs out of luck?
If hearts can hear and tones can feel
Then what if the memories are mine to steal?
Beat by beat, page by page
Do chapters of moments bleed into age?
If attention was not driven by passion
If fear was not driven by cognition
Then what happens when you dream of salvation
Only to realize it is a song filed by emotion?