The Toys Are Broken
I dreampt that everyone
vanished without a trace
and I was the only one
wearing blue that day
never felt soo happy
never felt soo alive
I dreampt that everyone
lived in houses that were all the same
and I was the only one
who couldn't slide
never felt soo lonely
never felt soo alive
I dreampt that everyone
was famous
and I was the only one
smiling that day
never felt soo special
never felt soo alive
I dreampt that everyone
had the same dream as me
but I was the only one
God spoke to
Never felt so righteous
never felt so alive
One room leads to the next
it goes on and on
but it just never ends
One story
alone cannot make proper sense
so they go on and on and on and on
but it just never ends
One thought
uncovers all the rest
it goes on and on and on and on
until everyone forgets
One song
breaks the code of silence
but goes on and on and on
until everyone forgets
One memory
leads to the next room
it goes on and on and on
but never makes sense
Copyright © Troy Nelson | Year Posted 2006
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