Here comes the boy who can sing like the birds in the bubblegum trees

I float down the river till the future is far behind me then all my worries are forgotten. Here I come, the boy who can sing like the birds in the bubble gum trees. Hear me sing that the sun will not rain today.

Wide awake sleeping through the day when the moon is bright, through a land when the day is night. Where I skip down the path that goes half the way nowhere to the other side of somewhere. When all the clocks tell me it's three minutes past forever.

I left my shoes at home as I left, foots marking the ground as hard as they could. Rock sound as they hit the ground, marked by exclamation signs.
My name vanished in my mind, but as I walked, it's not something I wanted to find. As I looked through the mirror, I found myself vanishing. What's wrong? I was still there yesterday.

But... I've got to go anyway.

There's nothing in this room for me. In this city where question marks grows from the ground, my reality is slipping out of sight. The truth must be somewhere around here.

I must see a different sky from everyone else, that may tells me why I don't understand them. But as I say, Truth is always found inside lies. While I sing my existence inside the darkness, maybe I'll find the truth inside the lies of the light.

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hahahahaa.... au debut je voulais poster une chanson, pis finallement, il n'il a qu'une phrase qui est rester, j'ai juste continuer a écrire le texte dans la meme pensé que la chanson, c'est pour ca que tous est étrange lol! mais cela fait en quelque sorte parti de l'imagination débordante d'ariste....

note: faut savoir lire entre les ligne lol, vous allez comprendre de quoi il parle exactement...