Living In A Story

Im living in a story written by the dream

Of a movie star in a movie.

Im sleeping in a bed inside of a motel 

On a dirty road by the freeway.

Im swimming in the waters hidden in the streams 

Of a river made for the blue sea

Im living in a story written by the dream 

Of a movie star in a movie.

All I do is look around for your help

And see no one nowhere.

All I do is look around for your help

And find no one nowhere.

Im looking at the twin towers shaking off a cloud

Full of molecules and pollution.

Im crawling down a subway, entering a cave

Of graffitti marks: evolution.

All I do...