text: Seems to rise within pinpoint underpinned
  Divided into a piece of mind thats prescribed for a later time
  Guess whos right yeah and no one proves
  Listening for proof you cannot use
  Despondents intertwined in that moment unrealized
  From hindsight it all comes clear passing through so insincere
  Irrelevant to any gaze conceived to judge from older age
  Intended to serve us, no love questioned from
  Those that hide, so hide wants to ask, why at all, so small