Utopian Fantasy

Born of the gold spring
Living out my utopian fantasy
It’s harder than it would seem
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything

Silly nightmares still kind of scare me
Gilded lilies are still kind of pretty

The candle’s crying wax tears
Gallery of lights and stars are pricked through the dark canopy
Symphony of ringing in my ears
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything

Going nowhere still kind of scares me
Alright, oh well I’m still tossing pennies
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything