Feeling Oblivion

Cubscouts are screaming

Needing ice screaming and all the pleasures of June

I'm in a parked car

Flowers seem friendly and people in hallways fill rooms

Now it is night time

Maybe we're cruising avoiding the anti-cruise

Oh, I don't really know where we are

If things get real

Promise to take me somewhere else

By the time, fear takes me over

Will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion?

Once in a while, now the lie in the laughter

Can burn through a hole in my ears

Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam

And burning the skin of a kid

Hypereal fragments disturbing

The stagnants of almighty fear

Well, I'll just go under the water

If things get real

Promise to take me somewhere else

By the time, fear takes me over

Will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion?

So, don't leave me here on my own

So, don't leave me here on my own

If things get real

Promise to take me somewhere else

By the time fear takes me over

Will we still be rolling and feeling oblivion?