The Scarred People

You're an illusion in a world of disillusion Gold made from a distant, ancient fusion You're the crown of creation as we know it But given just a bit more rope and you'll blow it I might exaggerate to say this city's burning But when you're sleeping

Look outside the window Baby everything will be just fine In just a little moment The dark is gone and the sun will start to shine And all the clouds of grey, they are not yours So please let me see you smile again You are my only friend And I want y

Emily took to flight On see-through wings of white Over the seven seas careened In beauty yet unseen A withered rose in bloom A blooming rose of doom Scattered all around For the heavens to abound And like the sweetest cream With lovliness extreme Em