To Sheila

Twilight fades
Through blistered avalon
The sky's cruel torch
On arching autobahn
Into the uncertain divine
We scream into the last divine

You make me real
You make me real
Strong as i feel
You make me real

Sheila rides on crashing nightingale
Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails
With blushing brilliance alive
Because it's time to arrive....

Taken from SMASHING PUMPKINS - AVA ADORE