Cables

On a day cancelled by apathy My eyes hung from the balcony Lash anchors that flow like cables Into the cement and down beneath I'm the same I just miss my soul a bit When unobtainable things Seemed worth catching You'll soon forget the deviant intent They know us by our fingerprints Under continents and seas My lash anchors flow as cables In pursuit of anything Our deceit is an ambition An appetite looking for a glutton You'll soon forget the deviant intent But we don't need it anymore I don't think about it either What's the last thing you regret? What's thе last thing you meant even?