Failed Portrait of Mixed Blessings Bakery

I’m in an art film
On the upper deck I’m plugged in, in, in
In shallow focus
The night confides itself in me, me, me
See the greens in the night melting by
With nothing else to do
All the cars are crying
As they paint the sky a richer blue, blue, blue
And the sounds are a lie I was told
Enough about the view
Did you dream a life arranged for you?
Cos I did and there was room for two
When you closed your eyes did it appear?
Cos they’re open now and we are here
Can you see what’s here deliberately?
All the thoughts that made it comes to be
Did you dream a life arranged for two?
Know why I’m going
Cos yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen
It is cold but I’m warm so it’s nice
As credits roll tonight
Start the final scene
It’s real
As if it is a dream
It’s real