Memories Of The Mirage

Sitting here waiting for the dark
Hoping that my love will embark
She's my girl she's my lover she will always give me cover when I need it
Standing here just out of reach
Looking for the Ebony Beach
I know it drove me crazy but my memories are hazy so I'll leave it
But I don't know if I can say what I mean
I don't know if I can fulfill my dreams
And I like the taste of a nice tangerine
I'm surrounded by whores but I'm being straightforward and I mean it
Sleeping in a dusty hall
Waiting for the Virgin to call
Think I could scream that if it's a dream it's a good one
Going for a nightly run
Thinking what needs to be done
Thinking of school and the apathetic fools when I stopped them
Watching them fade to black
Hoping that they don't come back
She laughed at my dreams and low self-esteem's what I don't need
Nothing is out of my reach
For I have found the ebony beach
And I sampled a part for this is the start of a new breed