Your veil lets on my centre of gravity circling my own tremor and boundless scream revealing the hologram. I wish i could catch your tears, and record their dive so the sound adorns the song and sorrounds your woes with all the joy, sacrificing them. Oh dear for what i've become my eyes are now clear through me i see you. Diluting the wince that renders normative emotional states i've rewrittten my scripts into liminal phrases. I wish i could catch your tears, and record their dive so the sound adorns the song and sorrounds your woes with all the joy, hence the name before our birth. Oh dear for what i've become my eyes are now clear through me i see you.