Living in a Story

I'm living in a story written by the dream

of a movie star in a movie.

I'm sleeping in a bed inside of a motel

on a dirty road by the freeway.

I'm swimming in the waters hidden in the streams

of a river made for the blue sea

I'm living in a story written by the dream

of a movie star in a movie.

All I do is look around for your help

and see no one nowhere.

All I do is look around for your help

and find no one nowhere.

I'm looking at the twin towers shaking off a cloud

full of molecules and pollution.

I'm crawling down a subway, entering a cave

of graffitti marks: evolution.

All I do...