The Nut

Pink grass, yellow ocean.
In his life you can see.
Flying trains, floating cars.
In his world you want to be.

Sane or not, it’s all about happiness.
Realistic you are, believing you don’t.

True or false, he don’t care.
Joining him, he expext you won’t.
Feel free be whoever you want
Think in other point of views
He can help you, he can guide you

A happie life, don’t think of time.
He knows what to do.

Make a stair of clouds
Build a home made of flowers
Eat leafs for breakfast
Join the people in the towers.

He doesn’t want to be alone
A group of sanity he wants to gather
Help him to bring out the world of light
Take a knife and strike, it doesn’t matter.
Keep the promise, make him glad.
Or someone of you the knife will stab. . .