EVERYONE SEEMS TO 
DISMISS THE OTHER IN THIS TOWN
I’VE OFTEN ASKED MYSELF
WHY SHOULD I CHOOSE TO STICK AROUND

I PROJECT MY PERCEPTIONS
ON TO THE LAND 
I PROJECT MY REFLECTIONS 
ON TO THE MAN 

I JUST WANNA DARE TO IMAGINE
THE PLACES OF DREAMS
I CAN’T BLAME HIM WHEN HE WON’T 
GO THERE WITH ME

THE FACADE 
A TRANSPARENT THING
LIVING BETWEEN IDEAS 
A PLACE FOR THE OBSERVANT EYE

BRIGHT LIGHTS TURN ON 
THE RECONSTRUCTIONIST SO CHARMING 
THEN THE BLUE RUBS OFF 
WITH EVERY INVISIBLE LONGING 

I JUST WANNA DARE TO IMAGINE
THE PLACES OF DREAMS
I CAN’T BLAME HIM WHEN HE WON’T 
GO THERE WITH ME

SO I STOP AND I BREATHE 
I TRY TO LOOK THROUGH 
SOME DIFFERENT EYES (FOR THE DAY )
UNTIL I DON’T BLAME HIM,    I DON’T BLAME HIM