To Rest In Peace On Righteous Tides

Today I daydreamed of being shot
 left to bleed at a Parkdale Dollarmart
 and beggars laughed as my coins
 fell out and caught the sun.
 and sparkled like that first day
 you caught my eyes but now I lay
 with no dollars and a bleeding head.
 So the lesson learned
 is to always spend before you dream,
 so no one will pick up
 your coins and have better luck
 then leave.
 They tossed me in a limousine
 headed southbound towards the CNE
 where I watched the carnies
 set up a ferris wheel.
 I caught your eyes and I realized
 that nuts and bolts were left
 on the ground to shine
 and you laughed as I was the first to board
 So the lesson learned
 is to never ride after you spot
 her disastrous eyes
 that never lie and leave you lost.
 And when I'm sad I look for tragedy
 to save me from my memories
 that whisk me to a place where
 the roads are long
 where all signs point towards familiar sights
 of too much smoking and wild nights
 where no daydreams distract me
 when I'm in bed alone.
 So my lesson learned
 is to always breathe
 when the tide comes in.
 cause I'm better off to be swept away then to just jump in.