Forgotten stories of excess
  Both real and fiction
  Too man hollow lives spent
  Chasing benediction
  We plummet to the earth like
  Score of fallen angels
  Play out or tragedies on empty,
  Weathered stages
    But before we lose it all
  The final curtain call
  Conflicted and dejected
    Beware the opulence inherent in confusion
  When reality's obscured
  By clouds and disillusion
  Held under far too long by
  The weight of our existence
  We labor fruitlessly against
  Both time and distance
    What's in the past cant be undone
  You've got to separate to become one
  Your indecision hides the guilt
  Just underneath your clouded eyes
  So sick you'd sell your soul
  For another fifteen minute lie