fantasising
realising
everything will be okay

push the button
self destruction
make the world go away

doors are closing
thoughts are flowing
memories of yesterday

look behind you
i might find you
throwing all your dreams away

foolish nonsense
precious silence
forged from things we didn't say

nightmares calling
someone's falling
somewhere not so far away

let's not forget
nor let's regret
i'll be coming home to stay


© abracad 2003