green rain falls on his dream. disparity smears itself upon his home and reality bears its ugly face. my dreamless delusion is ending and it is all becoming so clear. there is no plan or reason. there is only the constant drumming, setting me on this endless march through life after life. searching for a meaning where there is none.
the lights fall on my purple dream. a prayer is sent in a far off gleam. there is reason again i see, rag-dolls appear on the horizon as my mind meddles with my madness. Pinocio is a fairy and im his friend. the worst has yet to come and the best is over.
the man wakes up.
the lights fall on my purple dream. a prayer is sent in a far off gleam. there is reason again i see, rag-dolls appear on the horizon as my mind meddles with my madness. Pinocio is a fairy and im his friend. the worst has yet to come and the best is over.
the man wakes up.
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