in the dark
and I’m right on the middle mark
I’m just in the tier of everything that rides below
the surface
and I watch from a distance seventeen
and I’m short of the others dreams of being golden
and on top
it’s not what you painted in my head
there’s so much there instead of all the colors
that I saw
we all are living in a dream
but life ain’t what it seems
oh everything’s a mess
and all these sorrows I have seen
they lead me to believe
that everything’s a mess
but I wanna dream
I wanna dream
leave me to dream
in the eyes
of a teenage crystallized
oh the prettiest of lights that hang the hallways
of the home
and the cries from the strangers out at night
they don’t keep us up at night
we have the curtains drawn and closed