Fused by the fires of minds' eye
A stranger's past becomes mine
A wraith and yet a false clone
A phantom faces the dawn's sun
Memories not mine just mist
In bondage by the false dream
Held hostage by a lie
Not mine not mine, not mine
Wild horses in the fields of plastic grass
My all-consuming, non-reality
Wild horses in the fields of plastic grass
My all-consuming, non-reality