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Urban chaos drawn by cars and buildings.Business people run in circles.Streetlights fight the gloaming.Smog desease. A buttercup is struggling.Wants to break the concrete grounds.Of freedom it is dreaming.Suddenly the sky turns red and green and yellow.Motley crystals grace the roadside, junctions, carsand limejuice makes its way through rivers,smelling mellow.Dreariness has vanished,misery seems shallow.A guttersnipe asks me for money.He wears rags.Make coins pop out of every window. Happy face.The air gets foggy, gleaming pink.My mind unsnaps itself.Myself, yourselfSo few are capable to think.Things are breathing weird,but in a gentle way.SongtexteIf this is actually real I cannot say.The world turns upside downbut I turn inside upIlluminated by the sunlight on this daisy day.Vortex ofsurrealismCome! Absorb my mind!Without those visions,fantasies and dreamsI feelso blind!Kaleidoscopic pictures flaring bright behind my eyes!I want to take flightfrom the grounds into the skies!Feeling light weight as if there is no gravityLosing myself as the sky bids to welcome me. Aus Songtexte Mania