I’ve been lost for some time now
Hurting myself with the worlds I’ve created
Drifting softly and slowly towards nothing
And back again until I’m crazy
You think the warpath on the screen
Hasn’t made its way to my dreams?
I dream of blood and fire
I dream of charming liars
You were supposed to be above the fray
Buzzing moth held hostage to silence
But who am I to expect that you be silent
The trees have set fire to the sky
The gleam of youth blemished by nothing
Didn’t know of the drought that was coming
Waned away until all was left
Was a shell of our empty selves
Grasping at the straws of an empty drink
We’d believed the fairytales you told us
But the sirens pierced the deadly silence
Those lives forever beyond our reach
Glory of the never-ending sun
Summer waited for no one
Fighting to control the same frenzied mess
Lesser of evils ain’t make you the best
We are the candles in the wind
Fighting for our daydreams and chimaeras
Drifting softly and slowly towards nothing
And back again until we’re crazy
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