I wish to wish I dream to dream. I try to try and I live to live. And I die to die and I cry to cry. But I know why. . I wish to wish and I dream to dream.
I woke up in a burning house. I was nailed down to the floor. I looked outside my window. And there is going to be a July snow. . Show me. Show me. Show me the go.
I see that smile. I see that smile. I see that smile on your face. . We hear you cry. We hear you wail. I see that smile on your face. . We see you laugh.
When I hand my love in. I'll be done. A handed glove. Hides the door. . Half a chance. Half a chance. We still. Have a chance. . Mr. Full, Mr. Have. Kills Mr. Empty Hand.
Lay here under bombast and gloom a parade of ghouls marches by. Headed down to nero's tomb raising flags and burning rights. . Warm yourself by a God-made fire pinocchio with spinning eyes.
We see the vipers of distance. Crawl into our lives everyday. Breeding our Eden's of hatred. Pathetically stupid and unkind. We couldn't look a saint in the eye.