Makeshift Idol - Glints

Is it hard to realize

That I don’t want this hazy night to be immortalized

I see your camera’s pointed at me but I don’t like to be seen through

artificial eyes

This might be me at large, I’m not in charge

But I don’t think that’s something for you to decide

I’ll have my memory and if I don’t that’s not something I would like to see

revised

Well she said: «Carve your makeshift idol out of misery»

Yet my mother’s thrown off balance by its gravity

Now it sits looming in the corner and it’s waiting for the

Downfall of myself and those who try to follow me

Deserting dressing room is invoking impending doom

And I don’t seem able to fight off the glorious cloak of gloom

Insecurity the cure, keep the ratrace running

No one here is pure, it’s the light we’re shunning

Your self-centered solar system screams youth is unforgiving

Reality is rich and life is for the living

I see the blue running

We’ll see the pictures running

I’ve been praying

I see the picture running

We’ll see the scrolling