Dream Quest Eenie Meeny Miny... Die!
Smokey fields with secrets yield
What you can't fix your eyes on
The darkened sky cannot be pryed
Apart from the horizon
... and so this is life
It will go anywhere
Indifferent of a begger's lamentation
Some trees rot away
Others will meet the axe
Their lives lived blinded
Today we stand
Tomorrow we fly
Pick apart a perfect plan
And alter all you know
What's done is done; and will ever be
On the street, the two would meet
It looked like he would miss it
But one must have just misjudged
And left a body, twisted
He fell on his back
His eyes wide open looking upwards
Fading from crimson to nothing
Whether it's a mistake,
Fully intentional, it happens
One thing leads to another
Today we stand
Tomorrow we fly
Today we kill
Tomorrow we die
Pick apart a perfect plan
And alter all you know
What's done is done; and will ever be
What's done is done.
