Idealism in a White Canvas.

Behold the greatness of the man
His constant changes
Makes the word to goes around

Anamorphic lens gives my friend a second chance
A chance to prove himself
Mr Ego can blast high enough and bounce

So go away second thoughts
Fly to the second floor and reach
People with brains made of dough

You’re not as lunatic as I thought
I must confess this remark
If this is about craziness, its me
who takes the count.

So I see you are leaving the scene
Filmed in the past
This scenario can’t be seduced by morphine

Look the balloons in the ski above
If you hesitate picking one
we might think you’re beginning to adore

Adore? did I forgot the meaning of that word

For this time romanticism is out of fashion
Then saying goodbye is overloading this ration

This is an invisible moment for in this city polluted by
Mental prisons , hell prisons
Since these rats are biting the bars without commission

Anarchy comes to my mind
like a red plague tickling your skin
this catharsis is one of a kind

In occasions fears get stuck in our brain
no matter how much amusement you gain.

Scratch it with your wooden claws
Spread it into the wide sea
But don't expect any applause.