Awake at night from a lucid dream.
There’s glowing moons and shadows from trees.
Purple skies drop down on you.
They wrap you up and break you in two.
While jokers dance around your heart.
They’re tying knots and throwing darts.
Just roaming halls of anywhere.
You’re bound in time… so lost in there.
And morning is always a world away!
Walking through a lost parking lot.
With holes in walls from heaven lost.
Hanging from a poison line.
You hear violins in construction wires.
And motels loom from dimes and doom.
Cuz heavens full there’s no more room.
Then the rain flowers begin to fall.
You forget to run… but learn to crawl.
And heaven is always a world away!
Asleep at day in a starry world.
Burning sun and a red orange swirl.
A speeding train chases you.
It tracks you down and pulls you through.
Looming ghosts inside the store.
Buy nothing but get you more.
So stop and go from over there.
You’re caught inside… so lost in there.
And dreaming is always a world away!
Martial law and concrete walls have drifting eyes in bottles and malls.
Unleashing winds that blow you away it moves without showing the way.
And smiling streets that close for play are empty now just wasting away.
You’re left to hide your hopes of dawn to freeze the day cuz it’s so long.
And dying is always a world away!
No comments:
Post a Comment