While drinking pink poisen
Enjoying the the intriguing color
of the haze
I'm leaving my galaxy behind
For the ones in your eyes
I am just this boy
Torn and stretched
Writing some kind a poem
Slowly loosing my chrome
There are still robots out there
Punk still fuels my soul
A thin film still shines from my bone
I didn't die afterall
I want my core
To shine for the one
that I so adore
Though my time
still creeps blindly into the horizon
Nothing to do but
Reveal the burning of the skin
Reveal the turmoil within
I gather you don't mind
Flaming sensations
Unimaginable fascination
I will sense you in my dreams
tonight