You Silly, Silly Boy

Being in love with love
I swoop down from above
And reconfigure the face of reality
With the strength of my imagination.
If you only knew the truth
You’d know how absurd I really am,
A self-proclaimed wunderkind
With a heart full of lovely delusions
That will never survive the intrusions
Of the plain and devilish ordinary.
I guess it will only be after I’ve struck the wall
And my head is surrounded with exploding stars
And a little cartoon rocket making its miniature orbit
That someone will reach out their hand and say
Peter, you silly, silly boy, you silly, silly boy
You’ll never be satisfied, not even when in paradise.