Tuesday, August 11, 2009

The Game

i feel the man receding...passing to the dream
neverending vistas of pixilated screens
mind and soul detaching
from the world he knew so well
is he heading for his heaven?
or being tricked into his hell?

(chorus)
don't let the lights confuse you
it's really not the same
he's heading down another road
and he can't stop it now
'cause he's caught in the game

i see the many changes...in all i do not see
what is going on in his electric dreams
there's no sun or weather
nowhere for rain to fall
he's rising in the standings
and headed for the wall

(chorus)
don't let the lights confuse you
it's really not the same
he's heading down another road
and he can't stop it now
'cause he's caught in the game

(bridge)
the colors shine so brightly
all the while he is plugged in
no other need can supercede
the need to do it again
(do it again)

(chorus)
don't let the lights confuse you
it's really not the same
he's heading down another road
and he can't stop it now
'cause he's caught in the game

(2009 db michel)

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