Cactus Trails Escape

Now, I’m lost, Jacques Berman Webster I I
Most definitely lost
I see the needle sway and they tell
Me I’m all I got this
Is my name, so, this is who I must be
I should listen this is just an intro
To myself
 that much is clear and if I can go get
Away from myself, I might find
Something worth bringing back home
But my problem is that my mind
Is moving at max speed the
Air is moving slower the faster
My feet move my Air
Max 270s keep me grounded to this
Hypothetical floor i’m hovering at
The layer between what’s real and
What I made up
Which are the same being that much
I know and I should be
Lost on purpose, intention, made it
Across the universe like perfect
Made you wish rehearsed it because it
Really does look so perfect
My imagination is a
Burden that has me lost and uncertain
But what nourishes me is
Houston what’s the difference
Between being lost and escaping? An
Attention what’s the difference
Between a ladder and an elevator? Labor feel
Free to feel lost, it’s free, there’s no cost
The cacti fell over on the path
That’s how I noticed I can fly the truth is
Your always home i create a
City with no buildings or
People, just deep breaths and daydreams
Nightmares and ancestors’
Energies fly and memory i can get away
I can make
It, whether it’s outdated and I’m Jaded
Or I become the air and I made it
It maxed out our system like I
Twisted the mission and made the decision to
Be free or like other people
Who can’t see it, they call it
They say I’m lost now when I
Laugh my breath mixes with
Clouds and causes a storm
Because I’m not lost
I escaped keep your feet where you stand
Everything else has escaped