A sweet sort of fairytale
Has pushed inside my life...

Heâ??s an angel in sight,
An angel? Yeh rightâ?Â&brvbar...

Burrows of pain dig deeper,
The pain, of our uncharted love...

Reality is my fantasy,
My distant type of Dream...

I live to be tormented
Iâ??m everybodyâ??s fool...

My smile is turning down,
Though I laugh inside...

She's floating and falling,
Straight through the sky...

I watch the line form slowly,
As it leaves a long black trail...

Deciphering cloud 16
We own a cloud called sixteen...

In a distant land of nowhere,
That is as near as it is far...

Scar my eyes,
And bound my dreams...

There's a fine line between love and hate
The opposite of love is not hate but indifference...