Action

 when it runs natural

like breathing

Eminence

 protruting all over the place

What's it to anybody anyway?!

Touché

the physical touch that only slightly corresponds to the turmoil inside

Picked and Saved

 within the passion running so deep

Jumpy

 due to the constant spinning

 

the roundabout future

What's Real

 mostly immaterial

the vanishing point

Ahead

 the emergence of an emergency

the rise