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