Spirit Death

Do you know what it means to me
I've been filing away my dreams to stay
I'll finally say it
They all said I was looking great
But caught my foot on a curb and swayed
And they won't look my way
They got time to learn their lines
To flash a smile and drop a dime and bolt
With a jolt
Guess I'm used to seeing spirits die
Born in a world that's got to pull and pry at the bold
Then hang us dry

Dead depths in an old friend's eye
Same pain that broke my mind I know
But what's to say
How'd our world get so twisted
Like some dream where we wake up crying
And we're cold, for the night
There's a film playing to broken seats
A secondhand screen with broken beats
And we're sold, just because we're told
Saw a greener world on a smaller screen
But friends laughed when I showed my scene
Because they see the screen not the show

So is this world now a selfish game we've got to play to buy a name in gold
Or else we'll fade alone