Prime

I made a start

Looked back just once

Rebels of the frontier

I can make it make sense

Defenders of the real

All I can see are dolphins

I feel close to them

And no one else

Road to nowhere

Point of no return

Stream of consciousness

He was just one

Like a prime number

He was devoid of plus

He looked up waited, so frustrated

I am vanishing into the trees

Defenders get onto your knees

Defenders get onto your knees