Ghosts

Life is an illusion

everything perfect

yet, nothing goes right

because while we all live in our own heads

some of us awake to real noises

not the ones thought up and made believe

until we think their real

and the people who hear us are special

they are the ones who dont sleep at night

because they have too much going on

outside their heads

splattered around their brains

they know life

but they are the ones wishing that they could dream

love

[the momur- adrian belew]