Lost in dreams and fantasy
I love it when real life becomes a reflection of me
To see myself in so many ways
I love the beginnings of permanent change
Like getting to the best part at the end of a chapter
The present keeps me from worrying what may come after
And it may be great, and amazing, and fine
Or it could be lame, and a complete waste of time
But I'll deal with this thing, and the rest as they come up
I feel stoic, heroic, ready, and tough
Bring on the challenge
I'll show you what I'm made of
It's times like these that I feel alive
Maybe it's because I've never been afraid to die
It's hello's that I struggle with
But I've never had trouble saying goodbye
It all reminds me of this one time
Where my whole family went along for a ride
And my dad ran a red light
And we all almost died
My mom had a mock heart-attack
And my sister, she cried
My brother got angry
And my father was silent
And I just laughed and laughed
Hysterically so
Because to die you first have to be alive
And it felt so good to know
I was probably twelve years old
But I can still recall the effect
It seems all of the times I remember most clearly
Are the times I came closest to death
But now I remember feeling so stuck in life
And letting emptiness take control
Going to work was an hour long drive
I spent it wishing for the credits to roll
Directed by the world
The setting was hell
Special thanks to my mother
Guest starring myself
I'd like to thank the academy
And the rest of the cast
"I look forward to the future"
And to leaving the past
I saw it all
Superimposed over the rest
A slow pan out from my car
As I drove into sunset
But it didn't end there
And it's not over yet
I'm still alive and kicking
Don't you forget
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 1:36 AM UTC
Lost in dreams and fantasy
I love it when real life becomes a reflection of me
To see myself in so many ways
I love the beginnings of permanent change
Like getting to the best part at the end of a chapter
The present keeps me from worrying what may come after
And it may be great, and amazing, and fine
Or it could be lame, and a complete waste of time
But I'll deal with this thing, and the rest as they come up
I feel stoic, heroic, ready, and tough
Bring on the challenge
I'll show you what I'm made of
It's times like these that I feel alive
Maybe it's because I've never been afraid to die
It's hello's that I struggle with
But I've never had trouble saying goodbye
It all reminds me of this one time
Where my whole family went along for a ride
And my dad ran a red light
And we all almost died
My mom had a mock heart-attack
And my sister, she cried
My brother got angry
And my father was silent
And I just laughed and laughed
Hysterically so
Because to die you first have to be alive
And it felt so good to know
I was probably twelve years old
But I can still recall the effect
It seems all of the times I remember most clearly
Are the times I came closest to death
But now I remember feeling so stuck in life
And letting emptiness take control
Going to work was an hour long drive
I spent it wishing for the credits to roll
Directed by the world
The setting was hell
Special thanks to my mother
Guest starring myself
I'd like to thank the academy
And the rest of the cast
"I look forward to the future"
And to leaving the past
I saw it all
Superimposed over the rest
A slow pan out from my car
As I drove into sunset
But it didn't end there
And it's not over yet
I'm still alive and kicking
Don't you forget
sandwitches
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