Pour your heart out, bloody my hands
caught red-handed in this wonderland
selling fleeting feelings feigning meaning
seeking depth in tides receding
retrieving flotsom junk upon the shore
after all, fools gold glitters like the stars
cojuring apparitions, images of riches
passionless pieces of dreams come true
diamond encrusted, velvet sky
what is the answer you seek tonight?
to solve the riddles of space and time
or scour this world for a better life?
in words unspoken, your dream is the token
served on a gilded platter just for you,
on their hands and knees to worship thee
numb the sorrow through and through