Fairytale vs. Reality
Skipping down the path paved in
Gold
The trees are strong and full of Life
And so are you, my King, your people too
This truly is Happy Ever After
The happiness and carefree spirits possess
All the sad people of Seattle and turn their frowns upside down
As the curse has broken of Forever Rain and
The sun shines brightly than ever in a million years
Life itself is beautiful with not a single lie uttered
It’s the Forever Fairytale
We’ve all been waiting for
But I have a present for you
My King, It’s a blindfold…
Here take this blindfold and
Blind yourself from all the horrors and Lies
Of Life
Let your ears tell you what’s truth and what’s
Fiction
But isn’t that what Fairytales are made of?
Pixie Dust and Lies
What is Happy Ever After?
The end of the story, the end, the end of your
Life, young Highness
But I just called Death and he said differently from your Happy Ever After theory
Here let me take off that blindfold
It’s just making you even more
Naïve, dear young King
Let your eyes drench in all the wonders and horrors
Of Life
Enjoy it ‘cause Death just sent you a postcard from
Gloomy Seattle
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