Blink

The pace of my life,
The rhythm inside.
My heart skips a beat
For the space in between.
I was so young when I disappeared.
When I woke up, I was here.
I fainted, fell into my fate.
Give me a new name, syncopate.
Used to keep myself on the shelf like a plant,
Alone at home with my metronome.
I needed my life to reiterate.
I found a place to grow, germinate.
You inflate; we syncopate.
We're on a different frame rate.
You're on mute; we reverberate.
We will never be the same.
Fill my heart with who you threw away.
What you hate flows through my veins.
Round down to the lowest name.
Found myself, pulsate.
Stare and you'll miss me; blink and you'll see.
Between the tall buildings, look down at the streets.
Follow the rabbit, down into the night.
Mysteries always hide in plain sight.
Your time doesn't work here; we're between the beats,
And inside the echoes you make when you speak.
The breaks in the clouds let the sun shine down.
Everything queer, you try to make straight.
Everything real, we create.
Behind the walls, between space.
Outside of the frame we embrace.
The breaks in the clouds --
Let the sun shine down.