Savant

The future hates cast asleep, but the film remains
This aftertaste, all I wanted's that which I gave
Master slave, I learn fast on sinking ships
And I can talk, I place price on tick and tock
And it's a lonely silence until dawn
Rites of passage open doors
But I'm not frightened
Master slave, line and sinker
Take the bait

Where others float, you and I crash land
Where others float, you and I crash land

Where I see us in far away skies
I could not say where I am lost
The darkness falls upon the day

There's no answer