FLYING...

Flying...
Flying...
I wanna fly and crossing the border
I don't see in my mind marks of disorder
I wanna weaving dreams on magic room
But I am closing in little white room
Crossing the border!
Marks of disorder!
On magic loom!
In little white room!
Flying...
Not so bad
this situation
I've got time
to meditation
now I know it
it is last station
I've got in head
complications
I'm crazy
I'm crazy!
I'm crazy!!!
I'M CRAZY!!!
Flying...