Tuesday, February 2

The Getaway



Too many years spent re-writing your identity
Running from yourself hiding in your fantasies
Creating a fascade as you pen new dreams gently
It not hard for you to be someone else that you envy
Becoming your own version of hollies golightly
The real phony that hides within your truth is unsightly
Living like new money the current centuries Gatsby
And sailing away in your getaway fantasy

Working hard to create a new vision
Anything else but who you truly are is what you envision
Never understanding that you’re a rose in bloom
To busy watching what the joneses do

Mirror Mirror on the wall
How much does it cost to sell my soul
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whats the fee to forget it all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Am I now the fairest after all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
I just got to getaway from it all

Your feet move fast like the women in the red shoes
And like Dorothy you click your heels and you got a new view
O how it feels to not be in Kansas anymore
Its so simple to close all the drama behind the steel door
Dance along your poppies and forget me nots
And us we forget you not

The Getaway