Post by NATIVESPONGECAKE on Oct 18, 2006 20:15:50 GMT -5
I’m the last one to bed at the end of the day.
My eyes are weary, my mind’s beginning to fray.
I lie awake staring at the stars I wish were really there.
Wanting and wishing something so great, but pretending not to care.
Such sweet sanity along with merciless cries in the night.
How my eyes do shimmer in the deceitful backdrop of starlight?
I need a sanctuary to slaughter my unknown world of tears.
So I’ll run to my wall of plastic ivy in the breath-taking night atmosphere.
No stars remain this late into the dark.
None others but one that shines with such a spark.
The unfortunate reality however, will never die.
But my only one I have to wish upon lets false dreams be unleashed into the sky.
My eyes are weary, my mind’s beginning to fray.
I lie awake staring at the stars I wish were really there.
Wanting and wishing something so great, but pretending not to care.
Such sweet sanity along with merciless cries in the night.
How my eyes do shimmer in the deceitful backdrop of starlight?
I need a sanctuary to slaughter my unknown world of tears.
So I’ll run to my wall of plastic ivy in the breath-taking night atmosphere.
No stars remain this late into the dark.
None others but one that shines with such a spark.
The unfortunate reality however, will never die.
But my only one I have to wish upon lets false dreams be unleashed into the sky.
