Falling into permanent nasuea,
a little blood, a couple lies...

Stand on the obsidean cliffs
at the edge of the world with me...

There was a once upon a time,
a story I'm not so sure you know...

Flitting through a forest, a little light shines
playing hide and seek with faires, smiles lighting...

It's nothing
really...

Of course, now these words are streaming,
for here comes the Midnight Muse...

Dark curls fall toward dark eyes
she tries to act out her surprise...

Remember those big yellow suns you used to draw...
Funny how the world changes. How would you colour...

I had a friend once,
by the name of Alice...

Been a while since these words,
these words came tumbling out...

If I threw up confetti
and pushed together the scraps to make...

What ifs and maybes
to paint the sky green...