I will take you
Let me take you by the hand
I will take you to the wonderland
The shadowy forests of insanity
Laughing like a mad man
The clouds are dark
The clouds are light
They bring pleasure and happiness to my sight
Head cocked
Lost in the memory
Back to the day when we were young
Back to the day when we would run
We'd have run to the sun
If the stairs of freedoom and acceptance would have fallen into our destiny
One wrong turn
One last chance
Do you wish you could go back?
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