Feeling Oblivion

Cubscouts are screaming Needing ice-creaming and all the pleasures of June I'm in a parked car Flowers seem friendly and people in hallways feel walls Now it is night time Maybe we're cruising, avoiding the anti-cruise I don't really know where we are If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else By the time fear takes me over Will we still be rolling? Feeling oblivion Once in a while now A lie in a laughter can burn through the hole in my ears Like a man with glasses Catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid Hypereal fragments Disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear I'll just go under the water If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else By the time fear takes me over We still be rolling Feeling oblivion Don't leave me Here on my own Don't leave me Here on my own If things get real, promise to take me somewhere else By the time fear takes me over We still be rolling Feeling oblivion