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Fancy suits and fancy cars
Rooms full of people, empty places
James Dean, Heath Ledger, Robin Williams
Real money, fake lives, empty faces

As role models or investments
All these people are looked upon
Coffee, drugs, take another shot
I know it hurts, the show must go on

Lights, camera, action
Acting on and off set
Caged birds , flying high
Their only pause was death
Watched the movie 'Life' about James Dean and got inspired. I recommend it, it's a beautiful movie.
We let our hearts be broken
Because we have hope
And with love and recklessness
As parents,
Hope’s only child
Is disappointment
Your mind is full of demons
Bad memories casting shadows
Over the good ones
Once you were played
So you became the player
Holding hands and making
Deals with the monsters
Under your bed
Once you were played
And you'd been fond of magic
But blinded by hope
You missed the trick
Now you play them instead
I trust a candle
Not to burn me
But you're flammable
And you set fires
When you speak
So your words and I
We play hide and seek

I trust the waves
Won't knock me down
But you're stronger
Than the sea
And I stumble
When you're around
So I keep you far from me
  Jun 2016 Alex's Pipe Dreams
Stephan
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*Now as a crescent moon does shine,
such beauty do I see
Beneath the stars where you are mine
to hold eternally

So when the morning sun does rise
on bluer skies above
You’ll see the truth within my eyes,
forever is my love
Maybe I've had too much to drink
But your touch used to leave me
Dizzier than all these glasses
Only you're not here anymore
And alcohol fills the empty space
Like you, it's got a bitter taste
And I'll regret it in the morning
The air doesn't suffocate
Where you come from
I inhale sadness and
Exhale hope as I
Watch my dreams
Turn into carbon dioxide

The grass is greener on
Your side of the world
You water it and flowers grow
In my garden the ground is ash
And the trees have been dead for long

The sky is blue and white
On your planet called utopia
And at night stars grace you
With their celestial presence
Mine is dark and frightens even the sun

Artists write and sing and paint
And bow to this beautiful place
But if all they say is true
Maybe I am from outer space
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