Lost and Found

In the middle of the crowd, there was your Face. Then the fire took me away. Unable to gain. And you're standing in line, Waiting for your wings. And I'm standing in line, Unable to align. I lost the cues, I lost the memory where I live. We found a pair of wings and plastic meat, So we can eat. I Spent your dreams 'cause mine were too extreme. Iron, dead, bathed in self-esteem. I see the scheme. Don't you see it? Don't you see it? Don't you see it? In the middle of the crowd, There was your face. Don't you see it? Don't you see it? Don't you see it? Finally a trial of Insight. Meaning what it means and what it is. I am a man, but I'm not sure that I exist. We found a pair of wings and plastic meat, So we can eat