Lilac moons still frolicking
In that meadow of your individuality
You smile to yourself your wolfish grin
Because no one else will ever get it...
That rainbow coursing through your veins...
The delicatessen within your mind

It doesn't matter Erin

Secrets for the privileged zombie muffins
Allow your splendid vortex to swirl
Don't keep the cubic wheels of your world from moving
Christmas tree cookie cutters...
Should only be used for baking
Not for defining the shape of humanity

Hatred should stay out of it
Indignation was called off today
You're too special...
And not in that little yellow bus way
You're always on that rocketship of wow

Don't fear the envy of all the others
For your soul burning so brightly within
It still shines throughout you

Just love it...

I watched you grow like a dandelion
But are you a flower or another garden ****?
Make the decision on your own
It's all on you to choose your own adventure now

*Eines Tages wird die Welt dir zuhören...