Where dreams shatter and clouds pour in color,
A man walks by in a single file of lies.
Bursts of wondrous joy and madness,
Pour in constant about us.
Where colors come to die and paint sheds a tear
When wondrous shapes fill the wall with smoke
Splashes of white waste on the walls
Colorful intrepid haze of acid
Floating the floor below us and above
In dewdrops of red and orange
Misty walls of distant dreams
Placemats of gods creation