Broken Promise Dreams

In that lie of a world there are only nightmares.

Crooked facts shifted to show the way we want them to be.

But only broken promises, broken promises, dreams.

Where I am a god, an angel, a host.

Where you are a sprite, a fairy, A toast.

To the merry dance of dangerous dealings of the romantic romancing realism.

I can never be happy here and I will never be alive there.

My heart is burning down, My heart is burning up.

What is the love that lovers live in Yesterdays Yearly Yellows.

I will tell you what you want to hear and give you all your fears.

What does it all mean, I mean matter anyway.

A world you ride the red riddles and lie of the wicked white waste.

A Somewhat hurtful torture is brought upon by love released.

When lovers leave each other, but live so one another.

Will watch the fast fun fantasy of where the other failed the final flaw.

I didn't mean to say hello, it's only that you called.

And stayed for a few, Maybe till two.

Singing of warriors secret songs only passionate people play.

Then there was tomorrow, Where everything was borrowed.

Is given back to owners, and all the leaping corners.

Resume the nasty nifty night, where broken hearts haven't heavens clue.

Any Answers? Make them true.