When I was young they used to tell me
Don't u question too much
There so much in life, bigger than it seems
Fine if u wonder but don't get drifted
Things are not that easy
Someday like this flower u'll grow
And all the things that tickle u,
They will all be tickled by you
I ve folded the dream within me
I knew there was so much more to hit me
Time and time I waited, for this body to stretch
Just another little taller, one more inch
But the dream was still folded,
Frozen as it is, it never grew
In front of my eyes only images got smaller
But never clearer, in fact they began to grey
Does things became less real
Or were they all tricking me
Simple facts got more complicated
I don't know even who I am and what I can be
Still unanswered questions have been dried and welt
A lost dream, forgotten, with the child I used resample
Didn't they have answers why do we cry?
Didn't they know how people don't fly?
Or was they an older version of me
They ve not been told
Why they have to do what they do
Should I have some answers?
Or should I fake ones?
What am going to say?
When I am asked by little ones?
May I invent my own principles and alibis?
The answers are out there, it's so simple
But then who knows
I almost can see it
But I can't put my finger on it
No one can deny
U felt it too, u know it's true
Go back in time when u only knew
How to differ good form bad so easy
And tricky temptations won't get its way with u
Those times when u wanted to do what u wanted to
No body mattered then, neither the circumstance
U have been there, u ve seen, and u ve conquered
In mind and heart u seized every chance
Grounded in Ur closet, or banned from play
Did it stop u saying what u wanted to say?
It's too late, now look in the mirror and laugh
Time came by now they call u a man
Not sure if u really can
Or do u really understand
This suit that is sewed with questions
Fitting well on Ur shape... Dressing u
With a tie, suffocating u from breathing
In each one of us there's something
Something to wake you up from your sleep
"How ve you been coping all that long without a meaning"
A meaning you knew once was there, in your mind
When puzzle was pieces in a box
A game u had as a child
How come tables turned? Slowly but surly upside down
You became yourself a lost piece of puzzle, a different kind
That’s when it's put all together
, the image some how makes sense
Like thousand stars, far from each other
, glowing in the dark
It's who I am and who we all are
, not different from the others
Just another big, question mark.
