I imagined your touch
It was almost too much
And the wind screamed
And I no longer dreamed
Of soft lies
Only foreign skies
Alien landscapes that stretch on forever
And my grip on reality starts to sever
Yesterday I thought I saw you across the street
I looked down at my feet
Too scared to look in your direction
Unwilling to spread the infection
That is locking eyes
Because in them I see a thousand other guys
Five minutes later, I realized it wasn't you
That nothing my eyes tell me is true
Its scary to think
That everything is written in disappearing ink
I'm starting to slip
I'm losing my grip
I can't keep track of the days
Its all a never ending haze
Strange scenes
Never ending dreams
Ever briefer spasms of lucidity
I'm losing all validity
Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 12:32 AM UTC
I imagined your touch
It was almost too much
And the wind screamed
And I no longer dreamed
Of soft lies
Only foreign skies
Alien landscapes that stretch on forever
And my grip on reality starts to sever
Yesterday I thought I saw you across the street
I looked down at my feet
Too scared to look in your direction
Unwilling to spread the infection
That is locking eyes
Because in them I see a thousand other guys
Five minutes later, I realized it wasn't you
That nothing my eyes tell me is true
Its scary to think
That everything is written in disappearing ink
I'm starting to slip
I'm losing my grip
I can't keep track of the days
Its all a never ending haze
Strange scenes
Never ending dreams
Ever briefer spasms of lucidity
I'm losing all validity
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