Ive been wearing a blue shirt
From day to day
It caries the smell of a thousand lovers
Who never had the chance to lay hands on me.
Remember when I touched you?
You touched me too
I live a dream that is no less reality than the cloak I wear
It is beautiful, I swear...
Its only a dream because you are not sleeping-
But I do not remember waking up.
The voice of truth speaks so quickly you thought
it was silence we fell deep within.
Out on the street, sit down where thousand stand.
See the strings attaching our heads, walking us around-
We are puppets with a simple part to play...
Our free will goes as far as Gods personality may go,
As far as the ancient ones could see..
I look out over the horizon and see wooden men dancing on the other side,
Their bodies burn slowly over a thousand years lasting a moment in time.
See the one you love looking in the mirror that is your perfect face.
You shine so brightly, even more so in the night
when you thought it was raining.
Our free will we did choose long ago.
We woke into a dream.
The choice exists in our personalities
So we can float through fate, no choice to make...
