Laurels

Above the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Seen the dreams the plans
In pencil mark
Perfection sought
A mindfeed like religion
Its scent has passed
Within each spindle cut
Beyond the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Beyond the crowd
Breathe in the farce of glass
A scene will play
Step back unreal each act
Beyond the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Perfection sought
A mindfeed like religion
Its scent has passed within
See the crowd
Imaginary thread
Beyond the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Perfection sought
A mindfeed like religion
Its scent has passed within