• Let’s write a story;
    One where everyone’s smiling
    And singing to the light of the midnight moon.

    Arms outstretched
    Into the open night;
    Gathering the shining day.
    That would be true happiness:
    The world is peaceful
    And no one is dying.

    Where can I look to find this unreal world?
    Only above the sky
    And beyond the clouds
    Could anyone find happiness.

    Because nothing on this world is perfect
    For you or for me;
    There is nothing here.
    Only to grow and realize too late
    The damage we’ve caused.