Thursday, April 10, 2008

Enlightenment understood
As I turn about and say farewell
Not the same foolish mortal who once here stood
But someone different in the same old shell
You've opened doors to Hollywood's lights
They burn the skin and sear the bone
Everyone puts on ten pounds each night
When those screaming beams strike home

It wasn't all fanfare and paparazzi
Not all wine and fancy dinners
Caught like a puddle-struck pedestrian, you are seeking
The keys to turn your losses to winners
So noone's the same anymore
Though our clothes still hang much as before
You've struck the brass gong, you've opened the door
We don't say goodbye to even the score
But because you've taken the stairs to an alien floor
And we're not certain even you will find you any more.

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