How does the motion make me last
 I shuffle forward and then back
 I can be questioning my thoughts
 But not looking for what I lack

 What is it that has my mind so hypnotized
 When shapes are for looking at
 And their colors create my mood
 I'm a vessel between two places I've never been

 To seek a further or former design
 Creation as a pathogen
 What's more than subtle in these lines
 I know you're looking forward to them

 What is it that has my mind so hypnotized
 Evolving on a thought that you've half realized
 Life is real only when I am (well, I am) - I am surprised
 That shapes are for looking at
 And their colors create my mood
 I'm a vessel between two places I've never been