synapse Tank i found her... or at least now i know what it feels like... 010731 ... u24 A single moment was enough to create this. A retinal distraction when a scatter of light. Hits and forms an image. Perfection is the harshest term. The shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse. Don't look at me. Don't look at me, it hurts. The neurons have fired. The neurons have fired. A torrential surge through the optic nerve, I can't find the words. The warmth of a body in an empty bed... When only the scent is left, only dissent is left. (x2) It's too late for rational sense. The neurons have fired. The neurons have fired. (repeat) (lyrics to Synapse by Linea Aspera) 200529 ... unhinged one_photon_at_a_time 200529 what's it to you? who go blather from