Dazzling Dreams - Mode Moderne

here we are again, drunk again at the back of a bus

two teenage lesbians holding hands

so in love, or not

youth is on full display

while everything else fades away

and that’s the way it was, it warmed my little heart

witnessing life as art

and that’s the way it was

and that’s the way it will always be

haunted by dazzling dreams

daggered by the film, or slipping on fresh frost

either way, flattened at last

evening blurs an otherwise coarse approach

the cat with the most

shame is on full display

while everything else fades away

and that’s the way it was, it hurt my little heart

witnessing life as art

and that’s the way it was

and that’s the way it will always be

haunted by dazzling dreams