Please Make Sure (It Doesn't Come True)

Please Make Sure It Doesn’t Come True
Everybody told me,
You had gone into solitude,
Interacting with yourself,
Oh wasn't that so rude?
You have a dream, you say,
Of a dark and dreary day,
Please make sure it doesn't come true

You sat on the corner,
Waiting to wear the crown,
Just don't put it on your mind,
That has fallen farther down,
Well, it hurts you to think,
You allow the world to sink,
Please make sure it doesn't come true

The broken glass you throw,
At a ticker day parade,
Cuts the wings of angels,
Who marched as you prayed,
You have found a way out,
By not being that devout,
Please make sure it doesn't come true

You can use parachuttes,
To soften all your falls,
Its the old descent from heaven,
That allows you to stall,
You will land in the flood,
Of your moral vicitims' blood,
Please make sure it doesn't come true

Grief is only medicine,
For those who are never cured,
Yet we cannot keep on grieving,
Through only spoken word,
I see the light being revealed,
But the truth remains concealed,
Please make sure it doesn't come true