Wildcat

Sweet dreams... But don't try masking the seasons in gold. You never needed to, but thought so because what we call love cuts us like a crashing chandelier, stinging all the more for how pretty it used to be... And to know what it feels like watching years accumulate that itchy mold is harder still. Because we never knew what we were looking for, even after we pick ourselves up from our dusty rooms to walk the same lines. At least we're braver than we know, but doomed to fail if we play by rules we're urged to swallow- A cosmic joke. Now let me tell you how to win.. Choose the lion on the carousel, steal him away while you run out laughing. Kiss your lovers, hold your friends to their words. Don't fear your reflection when you've let those hands leave their mark, and don't know why you're aching. We're all a part of the circus, start a new act. Don't give in to the darkness all for show- Light a candle and roar.