Descent from The Gyre by Carthasy

A world disengaged
Turn and face it
Pull us into place

Clarity is forced on those cannot wait
Retrograding
Fear the changes

Lost at sea the currents have aligned in me
A heightened sense of urgency
A final chance to rise and breathe

The gyre rotates
Our colours blur and grey
A shared descent

Can we start from the end
It’s calling us
I’m not falling I’m not set in

Cannot stand and pretend
Its calling us
I’m not falling I’m not set in place

The world disengaged
Turn and face it
Fight this fate

A world in disarray
Can't rebuild it
Can't replace

We’re all held to blame
Flood the skies
Now sink in shame

We all float the same
Face down to our
Ocean grave

A call heard too late
Turn embrace it
Pull us back into our place

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