The Dreams Of A Nightmare

She called his name last night

For the first time he did not care

She knows that she's lost him

To the dreams of a nightmare

He's somewhere fighting

His fragile self esteem 

Mending his broken ego

In the arms of a living lying dream

And she cries for the chancing

Of the petty war she fought

Out chanced the chances

Of a heart she sold and bought

As the moonlight dances on her skin

Like the fingers of a stranger

Reminiscent of thunder stars

And that old holy song of mystery and danger 

He's out there somewhere

Fighting his fragile self esteem 

Mending his broken ego

In the arms of a living lying dream

She paints a story back in time

Of a careless burning at the stake

Dancing with the embers

She used to scorch her own fate

And he's out there somewhere 

Fighting his fragile self esteem 

Mending his broken ego 

In the arms of a living lying dream 

She called his name last night

For the first time he did not care

She knows she finally lost him

To the dreams of a nightmare 

Crash and Burn

Mama was a gambling gal

Put a nickel in the slot and I come out

100 miles per hour down a red mud road

Life's a highway

I gotta see where it goes

They say flying too high

Will burn you down

But I never learned

The low way around

They say moving too fast 

Your bound to crash

But I was born without brakes

So I can't slow down

Lighting a fire

Around every turn

Life's a party

I'm gonna crash and burn

They said I looked like angel

On the day I was born

They never thought to check

For my horns

A hell raising man

Eating pussy and pills

Never worried what it costs

Cause I don't pay bills

Lighting a fire

Around every turn

Life's a party

I came to crash and burn

From Himself

With one last "wish you well"

The Angels went out to play

Innocent without knowing

They spread their wings and flew away

And they left

Him with no one to save him from himself

Cigarettes on the counter

Jim beam on the floor

Looking in the mirror

Not recognizing the face he has seen

One hundred million times before

And the darkness

Hits so cold

When he thinks of the angel harem 

That he sold

For one hundred million dollars worth of worthless gold

And the smile on his face

Hides the place

On the dark side where he dwells

With no one around

To save him from himself

He is riddled with stories

And illusions of a smile

Of a long ago dream

That used to seem worthwhile

No one says

Because no one knows

Just when it will come

Terrorized by the demons

He was born with dying from

He is haunted by the traces

Of the pretty life he left

Terrorized by the places

Touching him but no one else

An easy masquerade

Marching a 40 year parade

Until no one was left

To save him from himself

And he tried to leave some laughter

And some honest make believe

A little more pretty to the pretty world

That will be sadder when he leaves

An empty notebook

In a rocking world of poetry

And his burden rested with the cause

Of making love and being free

He gave them one last "wish you well"

As the Angels went out to play

Smiling as they innocently spread their wings and flew away

The burden left

With no more reason to save him from himself