Pegasus Wings (Rearrange My Nightmare)

Desperate hounds partake in the sound.

There is simply too much upon the mound.

Revisiting my tapes and stretching my cape.

Eating many oranges with a sinister ape.

How do we compare to the lizard’s hair?

I only wish for one, lonely penny to care.

Why comfort a clown, for how does he frown?

Electric leaves structure my cinnamon gowns.

In the place of withered reflections, I regret my selections.

Gold is the coldest sample of the fairest complexion.