The World Show

see the mountains covered by sky see the dirt crumbs clearing the street out see the ocean under the night and the beautiful blurred stars strike my eyes I imagine in ourselves we cansee stories ofthis world's once true might with centuries old voices carrying through the wind echoing in my mind like an amazing dream but disguised by the facade pulled on us we are left to our own devices and united it no longer is chances are the only reasons I await new days regret is when our choices collide losing all my concerns I find a peaceful chaos that lies in between this ever changing scheme I momentarily suspend my constant disbelief and fiend for a world whose pictured grace is not permanently stained