Scented a rose, and as the shocked machines still scanning pavements screen, ground with siren eyes. Sounding through blinding sight. Piecing of pieces fit. Shifting the overwhelming. Fault lines now open. Now I can't forget (buried in pain and thought, just because i wasn't there) Slide show incarcerated with grief and I know times have changed in our eyes. That's for sure, so I quit. This is bad news another album going nowhere, going nowhere. Now, without you, I can't. [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/sunday-matinee-reel-to-reel-lyrics-the-sleeping.html ] Eyes, slides are spinning. Toss, the ground is gone, dizzy and overthrown. Slide my feelings, my eyes away.