Broken hearts club,
broken things can only be thrown away, or kept as trash,
it was broken up
the pieces resembled an old relic
and it seems we’ve been here before,
To drive beyond the sunset-
undo the past,
reboot the present relaunch the past,
redo the present,
there’s no going back its a one way trip.
I’m fluent in reality, my senses
doubt that they do me well, and so perception is reason.