Don't Be Fooled

driven out of bed with bright eyes
and yellow starlight,
fighting for a ghost of clarity
that slowly comes to me
by throwin' on a shirt and jeans
and a look of innocence

the red skies and gasoline
in the radiance,
burnin' on a stretch of concrete,
with a racin' heartbeat
tradin' in my years for hours
with the gods and cowards

and somewhere at the end of it
where the road becomes a fence,
she points into the infinite,
into the radiance

and she says,
"don't be fooled,
don't be fooled,
don't be fooled by the real thing"

out of sight, of mind, she chooses
for her scars and bruises
it hit like a pack of foul words
a spark confuses

i'm sittin' down the razor wire
i'm a captive of the ends
i see the search lights and forest fires
in the radiance

and she says,
"wait, wait, there it is--
don't be fooled,
don't be fooled,
don't be fooled by the real thing"

it's true,
it's true,
i believe

it's true
it's true
i believed her reasoning

"don't be fooled,
don't be fooled,
don't be fooled by the real thing"

"don't be fooled,
don't be fooled,
don't be fooled by the real thing"

and she says
"wait, wait, there it is"

and she says
"wait, wait"