Imagine a world with plenty of air Which doesn't care less That your lungs strive with pain.
Imagine a world filled with sunrise Which doesn't care less That your eyes cry senseless.
Imagine this kind of water Which doesn't bring mildness To your dry, dusted lips.
Imagine the world I imagine... Sights painted with unknown, Words in brackets tortured and thrown, Twisted sounds in mirrorr unfolded, Lies in black bags, stories untold Thoughts like salted sands, fears unhold.
There are many the things I see In the "too many things I can't see". I imagine too much, too many at a time - Then reality falls in a deep distress. Imagine a world with air, water and sunrise Or create our own universe Which doesn't care less.