driven out of bed with bright eyesnand yellow starlight,nfighting for a ghost of claritynthat slowly comes to menby throwin' on a shirt and jeansnand a look of innocencennthe red skies and gasolinenin the radiance,nburnin' on a stretch of concrete,nwith a racin' heartbeatntradin' in my years for hoursnwith the gods and cowardsnnand somewhere at the end of itnwhere the road becomes a fence,nshe points into the infinite,ninto the radiancennand she says,ndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled by the real thingnnout of sight, of mind, she choosesnfor her scars and bruisesnit hit like a pack of foul wordsna spark confusesnni'm sittin' down the razor wireni'm a captive of the endsni see the search lights and forest firesnin the radiancennand she says,nwait, wait, there it is--ndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled by the real thingnnit's true,nit's true,ni believennit's truenit's trueni believed her reasoningnndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled by the real thingnndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled,ndon't be fooled by the real thingnnand she saysnwait, wait, there it isnnand she saysnwait, wait