Yes, Continue - Fake Believe

Wake up in empty room
Air is idle since the storm
Breath is short and thoughts are long
Rumination begets doubt
Gather all the conscious mess and
Arrange it into bouquets of guesses
Someday it will make more sense and
Satisfy the fall
Is there someone who waits for me?
And greets me inside theirs dreams
Have I become who I'm meant to be?
Have I gotten comfortable?
Paths are windy darkness grows
Air still idle since the storm
Ringing finger tips erode
Interpretating the fall out
Gather all the conscious mess and
Arrange it into bouquets of guesses
Someday it will make more sense and
Satisfy the fall
Is there someone who waits for me?
And greets me inside theirs dreams
Have I become who I'm meant to be?
Have I gotten comfortable?
Will I ever finally see the colors
I've only been told about?
Is this all just fake believe?
Someday it will make more sense and
(All just, all just, all just fake believe)
Someday it will make more sense and
(All just, all just, all just fake believe)
Is there someone who waits for me?
And greets me inside theirs dreams
Have I become who I'm meant to be?
Have I gotten comfortable?
Will I ever finally see the colors
I've only been told about?
Is this all just fake believe?

Written by:
Michael Needleman

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