Original S1napse (Verse 2)

Elbows bent at obtuse angles
Hair that never twists or tangles
Eyes that breathe in light and sound
Skin that keeps movin' around
Hideous all that we beheld
Within these Dreams of all our selves
What happened? Yesterday was when?
Late in fall 2010
Our Dreaming stopped a mile ago
Now all our human race can show
Perfection of deed, desire, and thought
Salvation from all the destruction we wrought
We loved those wars and all they brought
A compound of misery's what we sought
During peace we got this from prejudice
Our petty differences implied severence
Now we're severed from our core
No one's racist; no one's sore
But isn't conflict part of us?
We worship the ambiguous "thus"
Our caustic effect on what we give
The effect of our cause is we get to live
The sleep is the progression of all that we be
Evolution and wisdom, religion, belief
But dreamin's the evil that all of this brings
But also the inspiration when none can see
To experience lust, anger, hatred, grief
The Dreamer he thinks and he breaks and he sings
But none of our kind will Dream anymore
The rift with who is our World that we tore
Once severed by Dreaming now repaired by Sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep
Now I give our whole to Sleep
I pray the World my soul to keep
If we can die before we wake
I give the World our Dream to take