freudianslip

back in the summer of our youth, we told unbelievable stories....
our words had invoked strange scientific notions of grandeur and rolling unknown planets, the alien landscape protecting with it's bulky and shiny metallic face.
our fantasies were the music of madmen, the sounds of insanity, the moods of maniacal minds.
but once upon a time the stories stopped....
since that day i've been watching you, and i've drawn you here.
now that you've come, have a seat, won't you? right over there...
please, don't fear, you are meant no harm in this place.
i've only come to show you the sound of one voice.
listen, it's all around you, and all around me.
close your eye, now your other eye, and finally, open your mind.
can you see that? hear that?
it really IS protecting us, isn't it?
now sleep, beautiful one, sleep.
it'll all be over soon.