A sensation of familiarity.
A hallucinogen.
A fantasy used to escape woes.
It's meaning has been lost to time, just as the scars incurred were errased.
All that "remains is an idea existing only as a myth"...

Elvito

way above the clouds,
i watch the moon change phase
floating in the stars,
i’m in a cosmic daze
whispers in my ear,
the planets call my name
so far from it all,
don’t have to feel

lying on the moon,
nowhere else feels right like this
tangled in the sky,
all my sorrows disappear
finally i’m free,
i cry tears of golden light
so far from it all,
don’t even think of you

i’m falling, but i don’t mind falling up here
i’m reaching, but i don’t need catching,
it’s so clear
i’m floating, but never feeling
i’m wondering,
if i’ll every have to leave

Today is one day
Just like the rest,
But unlike the others
It is here
Now.

Unlike tomorrow,
It holds the promise
Of existence.

And unlike yesterday
It provides opportunity
For change.

Today, her majesty
Is all we have.

When we salute her sunrise
And give way to her glory.

The shadows of yesterday
Come to rest
And the worries of tomorrow ease

And today opens her royal gates
To let in the living.