Dyslexic Dreams

I want to jump of a cliff
Feel my body cut through the wind
My soul dissolving in bliss
See the ground coming closer and closer

I want to jump of a cliff
Again and again
Survive to tell the tale
Again and again

I want to open my eyes
Look at and admire
The beauty that is the world
Or whatever is left of it

I want to sit with you, hand in hand
No, Don't talk now
Let's just look at that Cheshire Cat
It may be the last time that we do

There're scapegoats everywhere
I blame pollution for my confusion
Fascism for my naive fatalism
Caeser for my broken geyser

What was I even thinking
Am I the Byronic hero?
Or maybe just vice principal Nero

What's my twisted realm?
Points in space, Contaminated streams?
For now, I'd rather just slip back
To those intoxicating dyslexic dreams