The last days

Imagine a train without tracks, Imagine a track without a train, Imagine the world from the outside, Imagine an astronaut in space Its just an idea of mine, Something I think of,

The rising of the morning star was enough for you, Telling tales of misty eyes will part the few, Arise my inner darkness,

Till we are free, It all belongs to you!

Run they screamed, he cant get you now, A mirror is what you need, Turn him around, My feet are burning, Just like my skin, Crash goes the ground as the chase begins,

Here lies the words of a fool, Who stumbled on a mountain and found a pot of gold, Who dwelt in absence and longed for light, Till one day the box exploded and exposed his plight,

From the darkest of my inner most sanctuary

She was always, fresh, and always tasty, Except today I looked tanned, She was pasty, Her eyes still purred, Just today, a little bit glacey, I'm normally sour, sometimes bitter,

Pigs can fly said he, Proclaim it to all, said he, This lonely village idiot, I may not of seen it, But I believe, Said he, Wandering through his street, Pigs can fly sir, Did you know?