Glass paradise
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Faraway from tethering reality;
into the dark domain of possibility;
go under with me - and free yourself of all your chains.
This jewel of a place would be so hard to find - bound by the limitations of our waking mind,
But in our dreams, we never need to run out of these panes.
Left and abandoned to decay;
whatever its purpose, it's had its day.
No-one cares and no-one minds -
and no-one knows, so no-one finds.
Scattered rubble strewn about;
sticks and stones - for me, no doubt!
Party time - it has begun!
It's time for me to have some fun!
****** ******, brittle glass;
oh that this would never pass!
What, oh what, if they could see
the secret life of naughty me!
Thoughts turn to the future in the light of day.
I wonder if again I 'll ever get to play.
Memories of trespassing in empty barns
and beautiful destruction in abandoned farms.
****** ******, brittle glass;
oh that this would never pass.
What, oh what, if they could see
the secret life of naughty me!

It's finally here - the night of the year;
come inside for festive cheer.  
Music playing, party hum,
stomach's churning - "What's to come?"
I'll settle down when I've been served -
won't be feeling so reserved.
As I turn my eyes above,
I get to see the sight I love.

Oh, my...

Pretty women in fine voice,
fit young men, if that's your choice,
but as I upward lift my eyes,
I know where my talent lies.
Like sacrifices, held in place -
slaves to non-existent grace.
Found a corner, taking stock;
still two hours 'til 12 o'clock.

  DJ's making crazy sounds;
happy atmosphere abounds.
Two girls dancing by the tree -
does either of them think like me?
Time to gather for the chime;
almost time for "Auld Lang Syne".
Hands perversely beckoning;
it's the time of reckoning!

  New year's dawning gets relayed;
see the beautiful cascade.
People grabbing what they're after;
night's alive with shrieks and laughter.
Then the festive bangs begin
to make a nice and naughty din.
Women glancing to the ground -
stepping on the things they've found.

  Fingers crush their fragile prey;
rev'llers boisterously play.
People gaily greet their friends
with wishes for what 'morrow sends.
Soon we'll all be on our way -
another year, another day.
Ears a-ringing, sounds a-mix;
tonight I've really had my fix!

School's out for the holiday;
no classes and presents - "Hip hooray!"
Before we go our sep'rate ways,
there's jelly, cake and party games...

...and this party's gonna end with a bang!

  We've sang and danced the "Hokey Cokey";
Laughed and played - so okey-dokey.
Pass the parcel - this and more.
We know what we're waiting for.

  Nearly time to pack away;
they've brightened up out happy day.
Not much more to do or say;
only one more game to play.

Runnin', jumpin', sittin'!
Sound in my ears ringin'.
Squeals of fright mixed with delight;
runnin', jumpin', sittin'!

Years go by - less young I get;
no sign of it going yet.
My latex friends cheer up my day -
soft and fragile - here I play.

Sittin' - sweet sittin'!