Reality

Reality don’t mean too much to those
Whose eyes speak fire, disregarding people’s clothes
I know because I’ve kissed the queen
Who saw the god of the fire machine
Who laighed much more than secretly
He laughed because he knew reality
Reality, I know that gold is bless
Seen through the eyes of those who live in the past
Knowing that what or caring who
That the smiling Madonna is smiling for you
You laugh, you timeless unborn fool
And the smiling Madonna looks never to blow her cool
Have you heard the cry of a dying bird who
Only saw what it heard
And only heard what most people see
You may complain but you know it to be
The extended hand of death reality