Twist the change

change is near, twist the fear.

Twist the change
Millions of routes, billions of ways ,yet we all fall under the same "tree"
like magnets we are attracted to the same creed,not exploring the breeze.
What the heart wants greed rejects and breeds mere puppets.
Deception leads to questioning of perception. Well the past is like a mask.

Mainstream is getting too mainstream .People are starting to daydream
for once the tree's about to wither off and die. The "leaves" don't matter
anymore. Mother earth is about to roar. Millions finding new trees, starting to feel the breeze.
Well the present is going to make this world pleasant again.

People are swaying in different routes, every single billionth of them.
New roads emerge, old roads diverge, the trees converge
singularity is a must, duality is rust. The truth is near
Well the future is going to be like sipping down beer. Tasty and good, period