Pipe Dream Downhill downtrodden left a slave New day on the verge to find the gray Floors swing and slope downhill to bring Middle grounds set on wavering Two sides to flip and coax a brink Dealt an empty hand Opposed to delete any bridge to stand Polarized this side Shades display this trade Off to buy halfway Games that bore my days End of my phase today I'm not willing to meet in the middle End tragedy solve the riddle And dissipate ideals of indecision Pipedreams like these will Cease and die unleashed Like my past removed replaced and now My phases die this time Gray fades to late Unveiled my mask What's right not balanced You'r tripped by intent to stretch Searches coerce a mesh But find no chance to clench against Facts still remain unbalanced If that equates to remaining stagnant I'm no longer the same as the halfway days No time delays Many souls on the brink of collapse Inside the midst of these so-called nightmares So willing to embrace those Pipedreams so lost And neglecting their only real chance So willing to hinge in the balance Your state us is desperate, so blank, so empty And left with this notion that doesn't hold water or weight It's dark or it's light so decide and face