Living in a story

I'm living in a story written by the dream Of a movie star in a movie. I'm sleeping in a bed inside of a motel On a dirty road by the freeway. I'm swimming in the waters hidden in the streams Of a river made for the blue sea I'm living in a story written by the dream Of a movie star in a movie. All I do is look around for your help And see no one nowhere. All I do is look around for your help And find no one nowhere. I'm looking at the twin towers shaking off a cloud Full of molecules and pollution. I'm crawling down a subway, entering a cave Of graffitti marks: evolution. All I do...