Reality is heavy 
Duty is steep 
Tell me a story
To help me sleep

It doesn’t need a hero 
A middle or an end 
Just start with the words 
And let us begin

Give me fear 
And hate and pain 
Sometimes, crying 
Releases the strain

Make me laugh 
And dance and sing 
Get lost in the music 
Forget every damn thing

Give me love 
Passion that endures 
If only for one night 
Whisper, “I’m yours”

Strip me bare 
Touch my skin 
Discover each crevice 
Dive deep within

Lie if you must 
A tale is a tale 
The bigger the better 
The larger the sale

Where angels and demons 
Share their fame 
There is no rhyme or reason 
Nor need to explain

Make me a fantasy 
Give me a dream 
A vision with no lesson 
Pushed to the extreme

You are the artist 
Your brush please lift 
Paint me different 
This is your gift

My eyes grow so weary 
My heart turns to stone 
My dreams are so distant 
Now that I’m grown

But you can tell me a story 
They help me to cope 
They make me remember 
That I still have hope

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