Do you know? I'm deeply afraid
of the future, of my dreams, of the love that never came
but most of all of my incohesive mind

                                                        There are days when nothing seems fair
                     for an enchanted,dreamy thought, I'm in Singapore
                                                      and I lead a ship among turbulent storms
                   fallen in love with a knight from another world
                                                          
Do you know? I'm deeply scared
of things that have never happened yet, of the ghosts late at night
of my frustrated feelings in your averted gaze

The tears have drained
the scratches remain in my brain
What to ask when they promised you dreams
and then made all of them break

Like life on fast-forward, an unfinished race
like the words at 12 you can't speak
like the late night conversations you forget
I can't fight these monsters in my head
screaming we are still aliveee

The scars still remain
you thought everything'd healed
What is reality,what a mere hallucination
when they are all mixed together

Like memories rushing in, an earthquake
like the dark shadows of trees
like a deafening silence you can't escape
I can't see through this fog through dreams
nightmares are coming to get youuu

Do you know, we are all made of stardust.
and let me remind you,
we are the same constellations Tycho Brahe saw
and we are blind and the light is millions years old
and we watch the past lying there on the grass
and you kissed me but it was only my mere dream.

Do you know, we are not equations of maths.
and let me tell you,
now that you know more,we are only important to each other
and we'll be a forgotten memory to the stars
and in a parallel universe my dreams are true
and my soul shivers with your touch.

Peter never understood why Wendy was meant to grow up
why she had to leave the blissfulness of Neverland

If there's an answer to his questions it would be that
she was dreaming of castles and voyages and someone to love
while he was mischieving pirates,chasing a never setting sun

I often wander if I'm more like her,
sincere, gentle, a duchess-to-be
a young girl who dwells in stories

or like the boy who wouldn't grow up,
nonchalant, full of lovely wonderful thoughts,
Peter Pan,the one who could fly

But what did he do when she left?
Is she a beautiful memory in a child's mind,
why didn't he abandon immortality for love?

Here's Wendy, back in Kensington Gardens
a lady asking herself what if I had stayed
why couldn't he abandon youth for her love?

And she will forever remain in his mind as a little girl,
who played family with and dreamed
but Wendy will be married and will be kissed
but not with him.

And Peter will always be a chasing dream,
a fairyland with pirates and ships,
a world of villains, mermaids and the boy who
didn't return her kiss.

I read, imagining his crooked smile growing up
or her staying forever
and none of these feels completely right

In the end, I am another lost boy who went to Neverland,
and flew and fought with a sword, and swam with mermaids
and danced around fire with the eyes of Tiger Lilly

Sometimes there I return, finding him lost in her thoughts,
but there again everyone's forgotten among the things we never say...

What would you do if today
was your last day?
You always said you wouldn't follow the crowd
You wouldn't be bound by rules
You'd be the sound
the lyrics, the tune

The person who would stop and hear
who'd listen to the wind
and fight every fear
Where did you flee?
But you didn't answer

What would you do if
today was your last day of life?
You always said you'd follow your heart
You'd materialize every dream,
you'd be the last one to hurt,
every quest would be yours to seek

Everyone thinks they're special,
they are one-of-a-kind
Sometimes it pains to be just normal
where you the one seeking for the light?
But you didn't answer

The person who made the difference
and who fought for his choices
was it of so much significance?
where you the one making these noises?
But you didn't answer

What would you do?
You always said you'd be loved
did it **** you, your wings cutting off?
you'd give love
and your first kiss, but to whom?

Everyone says it's okay
but you don't believe it is
the repeating, you don't want to stay
You'd give your first kiss or else you'd dream what true love is
But you didn't answer

What would you do if this day
you'd face the last sunrise, the last sunset?

What would you do if today
was your last day?

Desperate notes, late nights
You, for whom nobody would fight
A tidal wave of tears
A warm blanket, which won't cover your fears

Waterfalls blend in the sleepless nights
And I follow you, follow you home
But the voices are just too loud
and sometimes too low

Melancholic words, summer trips
You, who was never allowed to dream
A bunch of nightmares,
Your little mind, who's the one who only cares