As the sun goes down
My heart start slowing down
I gently close my eyes
And enter a world of mine
Elves playing mini-putt in a corner
While dragons friendly drinks whisky
And mermaids just flies away
As I swim in the ocean
I reach land only to meet ogres
Playing ping-pong
With a dwarf as a ball
So, I run away to reach a distant land
On this land I danced with the fairies
Drinked with the halfling
And as the sun rose into the sky
I faded away and woke up
To a world I barely know
To a world of material illusions
A world of chimmers
So, a world that ain't mine
But which one of those is the most irrealistic?
The world of imagination? or the corrupted world of materiallistic illusions and chimers? |