Illusionary
Starry sky shining brightly
Time is shifting slightly
Depression moving mighty
Avoid the deceitful intervention
And go to another odd dimension
“odd” yes, 'odd' is what they did mention
Feel grass with your toes
Ignoring though headed foes
We gaze and we froze
Bitter is sweet
Glass stinging in feet
On mars we meet
Smell of bread and biscuits baking
Are for the lonely awaking
The morning is in the making
All is not told
We still ask bold
Even when we are old
What is there to tell
About this illusionary spell
Into nothing we tumble
Into nothing we fell