And Everyone Cried

He's got a sunny disposition
When the drink's alright
Off his rocker
Head's screwed on too tight
He can't let go of something
Holds on, it makes him king

Of a world that's made up in his head
a suffocated, dreary, sad sad swamp
Where nothing is borne, only dies
And everyone cried

Blue light flickers in the windows tonight
Life is ok but not quite right
Can't let go of the dream
Holds on to that scene

Of a world that's made up in someone else's head
it's picture perfect, clean, the credits roll at the end
Where nothing is felt, only read