You climb into bed

with no thoughs in your head

grasping onto one time dreams

but as soon as you sleep

the knife slices deep

into your shaving cream

make me laugh

bring a giraffe

tell me its from the zoo

the clown where nice

With words of ice

Making everything seem new

now the only thing there

is a blue eyed bear

with visitor stamped to his chest

you tell me hes dead

they've taken his head

i guess its all for the best

You slip into sleep

with the secrets you keep

half finished notes in the night

You say that i'm wrong

but yo've been gone too long

you can't really tell what is right

Theres a sign on the wall

you have to stand tall

to see what it actully says

God was here

there's nothing to fear

and he left your life in a daze

and the angel of fate

is my new playmate

dancing around at the park

i know hes still there

the weather is fair

he'll be dancing from now until dark

you wake up at noon

all at once its too soon

nothing left right as it seems

you think in your head

that everyone is dead

and you wonder what all of this means