If I were to wish upon a star,
It would have to be the biggest,
The fastest, The brightest, the Fittest,
Hale's comet would burn me alive,
I'd be frozen in space, living on the ice,
My wishes would float in it's tail like a list,
It's a long bloody list, and it goes like this.

I wish for a life,
I wish for wealth,
All my selfish needs,
I indulge upon myself

I wish for a wife,
I wish for my health,
All my human greeds,
Trophies for my shelf.

Would I wish for peace,
Or for War to cease,
Or Just grease My own Palms.
In the storm before the calm,
Or Preach Psalm's from the book,
I don't believe, But I'd give it a look,
If all it took, was believing in unity,
Holding hands, you me and everybody,
Surely we'd all be, One, If that was my wish.

I wish upon a lie,
I wish for Mankind,
I wish for a friend.
And I still want truth,

I wish for I
I wish for my Mind,
I wish for a Fiend,
Eye for an eye,

Your tooth is hanging loose.
Your Truth is loose.
Your face is in the noose.

It's a long bloody list, And I'm just getting started.
Between greed and being God, I feel cold hearted.
Between Being Great, and Just being human,
I'd only be great, to intice you in,
I'd Bathe in my own glory, before seeing yours,
And that's the reason for my high horse.
Wish upon a time, Wish upon a candle.
Wish upon a wish, Till My wish you can't handle.
A frank admission of guilt, I've flown off the handle,
My white robe and sandles, My Beard's a disguise,
I can't grant these wishes, I can only spin lies,
Tangled in my web of hope, I only hope you cut the rope,
And I wish, I could give up wishing.
But it helps me cope.
If greed were green, I'd drown in cyan seas,
Bled blue by humanity's need, To feed two seeds,
One is myself, and the other is charity.

If I were to move from horse to pedestal, I'd only fall.
I'd lose balance, half man, half god, all animal.
I'm glad I cant wish, I'd be worse off If I could,
But I'll always be wishing, and I knew that I would.
Wish upon myself, I wish I understood.
I wish I could Stand, Stand up, Stand against, Stand tall.
Damn it all.
I'm like a baby losing balance, but it's all in my head,
Should I keep on wishing, or act out instead,
Walk the streets, being careful where I tread,
Find out other peoples wishes, People who just want bread,
Food, heating, dishes,
Blood to replace what they've been bled.
And I've been blessed, Kissed, By Life, not a lamp.
I am a god, compared every other tramp.
But every tramp, Is a champ, Champion,
From chump, to moving on, No matter what, No matter where,
No matter who, Who cares or who stares.
Do they wish, Or just exist, Do I exist, and there's the twist.
If I can't apreciate who I am, Who am I,
I'm the wish that I lie, The Effort that I don't try,
The hand that became a fist, Then a palm,
Blowing dust in the wind, Along with a wish.