Forgotten stories of excess   Both real and fiction   Too many hollow lives spent   Chasing benediction   We plummet to the earth like   Scores 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      Whats in the past cant be undone   You 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