people in the background sing.
and all i hear is a ring.
a ring as loud as the wind.
the beginning is too far from the end.
you see unicorns and bunny rabbits.
and i see crowsfeet and bad habbits.
make everything your last thing you do.
i might sigh, i might forget you.
this fantasy land is better off left alone.
there is nothing positive and nothings right.
im getting closer to seeing the light.
i need to move on and give people a break.
so this is my time, not time to shake.
time for happiness and joy.
its time for this fantasy land to float away.