Lies.

Lies.

When the pages turn to stone,
And the gales are all blown,
I'll look out the stained glass,
And see a bright new day.

It's lies, all lies,
Your tails don’t come true,
And fantasy dies,
It’s lies, all lies.

When the glass comes crashing down,
And the stars refuse to shine again,
I'll look through the vine gates,
And see a bright new beginning.

It's lies, all lies,
You tails don’t come true,
And fantasy dies,
It’s lies, all lies.

When the vines catch fire and burn,
And the moon crashes to earth,
I'll look from high on the building,
And see a bright new meaning.

It's lies, all lies,
You tails don’t come true,
And fantasy dies,
It’s lies, all lies.

When the buildings crumble and crash,
And the larva has flown through the valley,
I'll stand on the edge of the cliff,
And jump down inside the ditch.

It's lies, all lies,
You tails don’t come true,
And fantasy dies,
It’s lies, all lies.