Vanilla Smoke

The world is shutting out for us,
says Young, too inebriated to exist,
As the foamy white delirium comes in the midst of tourists,
"Where are we going?" asked Time.
To the place we just left, says the world.

We're not enemies; we just disagree,
Ascorbic was the acid, when the leaders of nations,
Shouted for a call that was unanswered,
Because fire only works when it's beautiful,
When noise does not come into action.

Shh, I can't see the sunshine,
Alas, the tens start with empty,
"If the moon takes shade in the silhouette,
Then I have the excuse of no regrets"
says Hope.

And our children will burn,
Help the saboteur when he shies out his words,
To the reckless zeitgeist,
I leave for this spirit a sense of irresponsibility,
Thank you MTV.
Pretend to be nice, so I can be mean
All masks off, it's time for a parade,
No mascara's violated, no party charades,
I am with you the whole way,
Without having anything more to say,
says Change.

I've got a new view, it's you.