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Don't Get Lost In Fantasy

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Don't Get Lost In Fantasy

Follow the Yellow Brick Road
So the song say

Follow it, follow it on down to something
Something good to make your day

Follow the Yellow Brick Road
To your own personal OZ, your own land of fantasy

And leave behind the cold harsh logical truth
of the cruel world known as reality

Come all and live in a world where you have the power
To mold it however you see fit

Shape your fantasy into a world where you and whomever
Can properly fit in it

To live in a dream world with no, pain, no suffering
No drowning in past sorrows

Just to look forward
to the brightness of tomorrow

Where the people are smiling standing together
All equals side by side

Not one face is hanging in shame
But held high with pride

The buildings reaching higher and higher
Oh Lord look how they reach so high

The birds sing their song as they move
through the sky


But sadly, like every story that is steep
in the genre of fantasy

The time came too fast, it quickly passed

Your dream world of joy turns upside down
into something dark and downright scary

Your colorful world turns dismal ash

The people are no longer smiling, Their
just cold blank lifeless faces

Crowding in various worn out places 
and spaces

Where did the joy go. What brought this depressing atmosphere
you thought you've escaped from.

But in your growing despair, you haven't noticed
there's more dread to come

The buildings are crumbling

The yellow brick road is breaking

The people are disappearing

Your wonderful Metropolis is fading

You become frighten, nay
you become frantic

You look for a way out
Oh Lord where is the exit

Then the ground caves in
right where you're standing

And now you're falling

and falling

falling

Grasping for anything, screaming for anyone listening

Now you've fallen into the dark maelstrom
of nothing, completely lost, forevermore vanishing

What a way to go. A downer, bittersweet ending
to this sad sad story

What is the moral of it all

Pray

Pray that you don't get lost in the evanescent land of Fantasy

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