The text needs messed up a wee bit more to look like its falling - apart from that I'm happy, felt like a battle to get this one finished. Lyrics: Eyes absorb the ceaseless shapes That slip, that spill in oily pools. Patterned waters pile their waves, Ceaseless shapes that burst, that bloom. Signals run the coiling corridors To stroke, to steer the reaching threads. Tapestries of crawling colours Stretch across the granite bends Clouds plough their formless territory to shake, to swirl darkness, lights. Ancient stars suspend their entropy. The moon's curve has smoothed tonight.