Dreamcatcher

I'm caught up in the words of my last song,
but the exile of love has said it all through fallen grace,
I'll weave every word from a dreamcatcher;
falling in the webs of cosmic tragedies,
but where do we fall and land in the dark when you're at the bottom of your own liquor of dreams?
let the pain flow as the last few words fade within my dreamcatcher,
I fade with the last flaws of the seasons,
I find every reason to stay in the dark by my broken heart,
I trust in shades of grey within fifty shades of chrome,
crying at every lost word that falls from the heart,
I walk in the cosmos of tragedy,
I'm a walking cosmic tragedy,
I fall and fade,
lone I saw through a stranger's cry in broken dreams,
I'll weave my dreamcatcher in words of dreams evermore,
I'm lain and rested,
so, I cry through a stranger's eyes;
weaving my web through dreams of my dreamcatcher,
the pain can only flow.