I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn

I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin
dream

and all your plastic people with plastic hearts
and smiles

they had the worst intentions all along after
all....

The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and
queens

And all their dazzling children; they're so regal
(clean)

With pristine fingertips they wash behind their
ears

And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave

I'm definitely shaking

The silence isn't breaking

Backwashed and stranded memories

Of something I thought could be