Just for a moment
I want to feel the world slip away
as I reach on through to the other side.
This dream of mine, sweet dream of mine,
it gives me meaning, it gives me life.
This city keeps me up at night,
they stalk the streets, craving delights, deluded fantasies, just one more fix.
But oh, the dying American Dream…
oh how they scream.
This dream of mine, so saccharine and Devine.
But I still sing of paradise, a feeling of bliss, nonetheless.
Vices, sacrifices. Broken hearts and shattered lights.
You and I,
Until we die.
Violet skies