face crook

[bluetortoise]

we could do anything.

we could hum in our dreams
beautiful and forgotten

i try to give value to things that no one will ever see
that i will never be
it's so difficult - i'm brainwashed
everything must be tangible
everything must have a price tag
a dollar sign
everything must one day be sold
must one day become old
and begin to sag
begin to drag
everything that one day sags
must cover up
with towels and creams
it's only as it seems
feels like i'm walking on one of those
tight rope construction beams
100 stories high
minus 6 stories low
is where we're all gonna go
i guess a dream if it stirs you
and chills the experience
should be brought to life
or you'll be wrought with strife
with just the wish of a star
doesn't matter who what where when how or why you are
as long as you meet me half way
one day
ok