Dust...
Come to my city...
Don't float away on those mild airplanes...

Suck me into your culture...

Drown me in your heavenly dreams...

Prisms...
Shine ultraviolet days of the nights...
Shower me with beauty in my eyes...

This should be no surprise...
Or no depth in disguise...

Tonight...

Sweet pineapples and cherries...
Are taking me tonight...
On a ride with a banana split.

Oh, now I realize.
Chocolate mountains moving over the milky clouds...
They float like the cereal in my bowl...

Waking up into another solemn morning...

Clouds no longer exist in this world...

Only my lungs spread out on the floors.

Covering many hidden doors...

Today is the day I should deter this hysteria

Oh, today...

The day I let my solitude turn to grey...

Oh, today...

Where sanity's heart fades away.