Yesterday I got carried away, all the way to another dimension. I decided to stay at least for a day. I am the last one to arrive and off course, my clumsy entrains is the talk of the town. I don´t know, i have always been alone, especially when i´m around.
But i guess I feel better in this brand new dimension, dementia whatever you what to call it.
I don´t want to look you in the eyes, rather stare out the window. Look at the trees go. Dancing with the wind, not a worry in the world, no looking for girls. Just digging the singing wind.
You get what you wish for so be ready when you come. Arguing about a distant war, when it´s all our fault. You go right when she goes left, listening with one ear only, left or right. Suffering from vanity, blind on both eyes. Finding my way in a brand new dimension.
What do you think will happen if I start singing? I bet someone will listen and someone will complain. I might leave a stain, i can always pray.
Looking forward for a new day, in a brand new dimension.
Sunny smiles and hopeful eyes in the storm, not a frown in sight. Beautiful girls carrying on like no one carried on before. You could just blush, I say. I think I will give it another day, in this mystical dimension. So this is what i say. I don´t know about you.