In This Make Believe
In This Make Believe,
We are swimming in pools of gold,
calling out to angels,
feeding the less fortunate with honey and joy,
In This Make Believe,
It’s you and I,
dancing in the falling leaves,
November rains got nothin
on our relentless dreams,
let’s make a pact,
with pinky promises and bloody fingers,
sipping on barcardi,
clinking our glasses together like drinkers,
In this make believe,
we are lovers,
running from wolves,
curling up in each other’s arms,
unparalyzed by those with better looks,
Our eyes shine stars in the middle of the night,
You and I,
In this make believe,
we are singing to our future children,
crying tears of crystaline water,
our calling becoming a mission,
to spread honey and joy among those,
who need a brighter reason,
In This Make Believe,
We are swimming in pools of gold,
calling out to angels,
feeding the less fortunate with honey and joy,
We are the starving dreamers,
twirling our words,
weaving our worlds,
flying in the sky like birds,
We are the chosen few trying to love each other,
in a world poisoned by cellphone rays,
and instant gratifications,
will be like Romeo and Juliet,
ending our make believe with a few unspoken,
unsoiled revelations.
