Dancing in the Moonlight
Ever get caught up in a memory that was never really there?
A fabricated recollection whipped up as some form of prayer.
It starts as an inkling of a thought that turns into a dream.
Then the scene just keeps on forming—a constant, steady stream.
You role play what you’d say, as if the moment was undeniably true,
And then you’d play in over and over, analyzing exactly what each person might do.
Imagination becomes memory, as the thoughts grow to seem real.
And soon, you’re caught reminiscing on pure imagination—fake memories with appeal.