A star-spangled sky,a gentle breeze
That's all your imprisoned dreamer needs
To release him from his world of pains
Bound by reality's rusty chains
The childhood days seem another life
Simpler people and simpler times
Dreams were then the order of the day
Black and white ruled,nothing was grey.
This world is filled with lies and hate
Spite and jealousy rules our fate
Love is just the foreplay for lust
Somewhere we have forgotten trust.
But the dreamer still lives on in us.
Even as we carry this age's curse.
Cursed not to love the sky,the trees.
The star-spangled sky,the gentle breeze.