Oh woe is my joy,
A singular toy...

The serial of the cereal!
Where cereal isn't seriously serious...

You are you,
I am me...

These trees before me, sing so peacefully.
Their words are mixed with the breeze...

Love is like a dream,
You're floating one moment...

A cold dread, the warmth has seeped.
A wondering question leaving me...

Fine is sand,
Fine is skin...

There are fires in the stars!
For the dragons caused them to be...

Oh how they wonder why I wish to die,
a stupid crime...

Ticking tick, ticking tick tick.
The lines are running slick...

Stars, stars.
Burning little stars, oh how they break my heart...

Little leaves in those trees,
A mystical mystery to me...