I can't help but feel
Somehow that you are not real
That I've made you up again
And you're the last of my friends
I've been out at sea
Unfortunate literally
Even against my will
I'll take my thrills where I can
If only you would pretend
But you weren't here with me
For the better part of a century
So I made you up near every night
But never could get the lighting right
Someday I will meet you
Where the buildings repeat
Somehow thirty flights
Straight down to the street
I thought you would be forty feet tall when seated
But it will just have to be just another mystery to me
But you weren't here with me
For the better part of a century
So I made you up near every night
But never could get the lighting right
You should have been harder to see
I picked you out instantly
Now I know how magic burns
You don't leave so you don't return