So you've all heard of Cinderella,
But I'm gonna tell you what is true...

Let me see your brilliance
Let me see your light...

This is a thing that I can't have
The delicacy for those eternal hosts...

This is not the icy flow from a mountain
This is a thing born urgency and need...

I'm in the dizzy world of PnQ
My brain it spins from what I view...

When everything around you crumbles
When all you can see is dust...

I said I loved you yesterday
And it's true I love you still...

I traverse this island nation,
And I've traveled over seas...

Knuckles cut, gouged and bleeding.
My mouth and lungs filled with dust...

To draw life in full colour upon parchment,
To see beauty in flat creation. Shades of reality...

Slumber is now calling
Yet I simply cannot hear...

I don't dream so often anymore.
If I do then I seldom remember context or details...