Sim in Finite

I think I’ll drink til this makes sense and that might be a damn long time I’m at the bottom of the well but at least the water’s become wine Is this what passes for a fantasy? it’s all green screen and electrical tape To seize the dream would be a fallacy With the slate wiped clean when I finally wake on the edge of the metroscape the facade is wearing down the lights burn out as embers there’s no life in this town and if I were to guess my fate on what I once thought was solid ground perhaps this was chance or circumstance but there’s no answer to be found is this what passed for fantasy? there’s a hole in the sky I think I’ll make my escape to have seized this dream would be fallacy is the slate wiped clean when I finally wake