True Shame

True shame, blue flame, curling the corners of my room
Two frames, one name, this image I put my fingers through
And then the mirror comes apart, dual engines screaming in the dark
As they race out of control down some distant boulevard
They ignite and go slip sliding away
It's a true shame

Full moon, bright night, carnival colors and fairground light
Joy ride, hold tight, crowd cuts apart at the werewolf's bite
And as the swings spin around, the panic cuts through the crowd
The barker rings the alarm and the sirens sound
No one's safe
Mothers and fathers astray
They swing into heaven all the same
Feeling the weight of these chains
Drifting over the plains
Women and children all the same
Their spirits adrift in the waves
I'm chewing the bars on the cage
Feeling the heat of the rising flames
Creeping through drowsy passageways
So inviting, I go slip sliding away
It's a true shame

This world, so cruel, feeling the edges of the pool
New day, same fool, blood spots and shards obscure my view
It's a true shame