Playing With Roses

I thought I knew myself Perhaps I do Beneath those lights What am I to do Waiting for your call I got nothing to do I'll get up And stand before you Nightmares in stone Got nothing to hold My dreams are blue But they're not mine The days are cold And nights are hot The ground is black And my sky is white How do I see How do I breathe Jade lions and Sepharims Floating in space Apollo, Aphrodite Spitting in my face Felines and canines Pissing on my grave My eyes aren't broken It's my will You see I don't control the actions of man Their sedition is not of my volition No no no It's not fantasy It's merely up to me Oops, I did it again again again Ooh I did it again