If I could then I would give you the stars that hang up high but I’m just a human that dreams of floating in the sky that doesn’t care that I’m alive.
Free from this ordinary life...
Is it a joke is it a game is it a picture in a frame is it a dream is it a race to an imaginary place
that no one reaches in the end No matter how we try
I hurt you desert you and still you come back to remain and I should be kinder I should be mindful of your pain the things we did to feel alive
Free from this ordinary life...
Is it a joke is it a game is it a picture in a frame is it a dream is it a race to an imaginary place
Why do we know why we are here why we are bound to disappear is it a joke is it a game is it a picture in a frame
that someone painted long ago I guess we’ll never really know
I guess I guess I’ll never know
Is it a joke is it a game is it a picture in a frame is it a dream is it a race to an imaginary place
how do we know why we are here why we are bound to disappear is it a joke is it a game could it be true we’re all the same
like all those people long ago? I guess I’ll never really know