[Verse 1]
In my fantasy – dream reality
Ruse hidden to me, truth so hard to see
In my fantasy – fake identity
Deep in character, forget who we are

[Verse 2]
In my fantasy I identity
One with outer dress – worn as if were me
In my fantasy create my us and them
Stage set for against – price prepared to pay

Identify – I am land of birth, species of life, colour of skin
Identify – I am role I play, forget I soul yet transcendental

[Verse 3]
In my fantasy either straight or gay
Bi or in between – self identify
Private appetite orientation
Ego primary – pigeon hole my me

[Repeat Chorus]

[Spoken Word & Instrumental]
OK, my numerous hats facilitate all manner of divinity explored across an oceanic emotional spectrum. And although thorough character absorption delivers the properly immersive experience, inevitably this leads to notion of ‘other’, ‘for or against’, ‘friend verses enemy’. These judgements cloud perception of us all being brothers and sisters, often leading to negative consequence. Perhaps this is too high a price to pay for my emotional dalliance? What do you think?

[Repeat Verse 1]