The world is mine to adorn
to fit tightly on it's sleeves
to sit justly on its leaves
as it swings in merry go rounds

The world is mine to view
to slice and unwind at it's feet
to love my own heart alone
as they swing in merry go rounds

The world seemingly can't change
people creep to find it's use
whilst other speed and abuse
as we all swing in merry go rounds

The world has taught me nothing
yet it I can learn something in it
to be free, fearless and dutiful
to escape from its pawns and cons