Lying on the emerald green grass
the sky pure blue
the soul soft glass
imagine countless possibilities
an endless stream of new experience
the human spirit manifests
denying time for break or rest
In this extraordinary set of mind
I feel quite urgently inclined
to travel, play, create and give
find new way new life, to live
forget the past, deny the plan
live for the present and be proud
They call me crazy, they think I’m mad.
I say to them “good luck” with such a lack of self
you’ll need it more than I
The brave will never die.