dreams

sleeping bombs sound the alarm
people slipping through my arms
listen for they mean no harm
then why all the fancy smoke charm

run away and catch your head
your legend will surely be read
run away with the rest of your dignity
find a quite place in the north country

wake me up i dont want to dream
fighting wars and living schemes
will you ever see me bleed
just follow all the scattered screams

waving body parts like realestate
dripping teeth and watery tongues
heads fall one by one
no warning and no one knows who won

the mist rolls through like paint
water color frames with no restraint
the scenes are crashing inbetween
laying next to you with whats still to be seen

run away and catch your head
your legend with surely be read
run away with the rest of your dignity
find a quite place in the north country

6/12/09