Taylor in Tinsel Town

Taylor in Tinsel Town
Running from the terror
Tripping over the tulips
Lighting a fire's tint

Totally in a dazed trip
Nevermore in his veins, so tainted
Turning rocks in to tasty Taffy
Singing for the light of tonight

Bindy tells Taylor a tale
From the sycamores to tidal-waves
Whispers fall from tips of tongues
Griping and grinding teeth

Slowly turns from Tinsel Town
Walking back to terror
Fixing the broken tulips
Dimming the fire's tint