There's a place I know
Where strange things occur
Everybody cries
But not everybody dies
This world is full of
Hatred and despise.
Black is blue
And brusies are red
Blood is cold
No existence of beds
Nobody sleeps
Afraid of the reeps
Death would collet
If they fell asleep.
It snows when its hot
And rains when its cold
Everyones forever young
No ones ever old
And no one is bold
Quiet and composed
Afraid of sound.
Everyone goes
To the place I know
Because no one sleeps
And no one dies
Everyone is friends
No enimies
No foes.
