Is Your Sky So Blue?

While you're flirting with clairvoyance,
I'm beheading a Jedi Knight.
When you're swallowing the sun on Sunday,
I'm stuck with Miss Cleo's answers on Monday.
While you're singing Kumbaya in a forest
full of happy creatures,
I'm being haunted by a Pet Cemetery
double feature.

The people in my world wear many masks,
and the people in yours say FREE AT LAST
as Buddha sighs, Satan cries and God replies,
"Where will she go when she finally dies?"

While you're signing me off as totally insane,
I'm tripping off of the paper canes
in that one boardgame.
When your fantasy is imprinting
a door in the clouds,
I'm playing with chalk instead of dreaming.
And, while you're drinking a glass half-full,
I'm sucking all the vodka out of SKYY BLUE!