Crazy is when the world turns to ice
as nothing will melt the pain, but as the sun peeks over the horizon
the light shines from afar.
All you hear is a voice and the sound of happiness.
Now a world where love conquers all
and the heart pumps with love
then hatred where a song is melody
that boosts the confidence of the soul.
Now what I am saying is a world
that doesn't exist here on Earth
but in a valley of roses where the sun is with the moon
and the air is crisp as morning's day.
As the Earth shifts in the direction of the moon
as the star is like a love that is phenomenal
that could take your mind above this
world that will never return to insanity.
Shh, please, I can't say anymore, but if you get my drift
you understand the power of any world that's greater than this Earth.

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