Magazine Town

There lived two people in their magazine town
in a cardboard house with their paper crowns.
These people you see were made of air
with invisible faces, translucent affairs.

They hung dry cleaned suits in their closets with pride,
forming hollowed words as to what's inside.
In their magazine town they could see right through
the invisible faces growing more taboo.

Buckle up your shoes and tip your hat.
Bow out before you become a stat.
Don't become a transparent doll
in a cardboard house hung against the wall.

There lived two people in their magazine town
in a cardboard house with their paper crowns.
They talked every night but never spoke,
their words nothing more than smouldering smoke.