The artificial sweetness of living in Florida.

Where The Castles Are

I live where the castles are

Where the sun kissed beaches

And tourist palm trees

Wander free

Open spaces are hard to find

When trapped by attractions

The rest of the world

Dies to see

I go to school in paradise

And golden clouds are never far

Where soft breezes are

We play hide and seek with the waves

And we always win

We hit the clubs early

And we like the light dim

Don’t bother to worry

Everyone here knows

But just ignores the underground sin

Naïveté left with our trust

But somehow the whole world still wants to join in

I may live where the castles are

But my own still linger in the sky