Liars and Other Dreamers
Tell good stories
Fictions we want to believe
Especially at the end of the day
At the end of the day
The dark of the moon
Cannot be held at bay
We need the tales
Weaving a blanket
Against the lonely cold
Lovers and other dreamers
Feed our souls
Stories we need to hear
At the end of the day
At the end of the day
When the fires are built high
Flames reach to touch
Flesh insulated
By banal blanket
Leaving the cold outside
Lovers and Liars
Dreamers all
Illusions to keep
Good company
ash maire 1999
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