Feeling Oblivion

Cubscouts are screaming

Needing ice-creaming and all the pleasures of June

I'm in a parked car

Flowers seem friendly and people in hallways feel walls

Now it is night time

Maybe we're cruising, avoiding the anti-cruise

I don't really know where we are

If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over

Will we still be rolling?

Feeling oblivion

Once in a while now

A lie in a laughter can burn through the hole in my ears

Like a man with glasses

Catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid

Hypereal fragments

Disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear

I'll just go under the water

If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over

We still be rolling

Feeling oblivion

Don't leave me

Here on my own

Don't leave me

Here on my own

If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over

We still be rolling

Feeling oblivion