In the unreasonable answers
of my inexplicable mind,
there’s an adventurous heroe
who hopes only to find
the meaning of word zero
the heart that's known to be kind.
It's the musitian that moved all the dancers,
the doctor who cured all the cancers,
and all the questions that have no answers.
No doubt, call the bomb squad,
tell them to bring the best they have,
cause the wires are all mixed up
and the players are starting to get mad.
Don't be frightened my heroe,
of this mess you'll be one who gets out.
It's me who's in danger of sorrow,
daemons in my dreams, I wake up and shout.
It's the dreamer who crossed all the borders,
the soldier who disobeyed captain's orders,
and the playful kid who laughed at the olders.
My soul is worried and my heart is pounding,
my bewitched mind can't slow things down.
With all my senses on top, I say it's astounding,
and surrounded by ghosts, I look down and frown.
Heroe of my dreams, come now and rescue me,
cause my magic comes with real daemons to defeat.
I'm tired of fighting, tell the Dark King to let me be,
take my hand, I promise a loving angel you'll meet.
It's the romantic poet who lost the perfect word,
it's the surreal artist who painted a different world,
and it's the poor kid who died at someone else's war.
of my inexplicable mind,
there’s an adventurous heroe
who hopes only to find
the meaning of word zero
the heart that's known to be kind.
It's the musitian that moved all the dancers,
the doctor who cured all the cancers,
and all the questions that have no answers.
No doubt, call the bomb squad,
tell them to bring the best they have,
cause the wires are all mixed up
and the players are starting to get mad.
Don't be frightened my heroe,
of this mess you'll be one who gets out.
It's me who's in danger of sorrow,
daemons in my dreams, I wake up and shout.
It's the dreamer who crossed all the borders,
the soldier who disobeyed captain's orders,
and the playful kid who laughed at the olders.
My soul is worried and my heart is pounding,
my bewitched mind can't slow things down.
With all my senses on top, I say it's astounding,
and surrounded by ghosts, I look down and frown.
Heroe of my dreams, come now and rescue me,
cause my magic comes with real daemons to defeat.
I'm tired of fighting, tell the Dark King to let me be,
take my hand, I promise a loving angel you'll meet.
It's the romantic poet who lost the perfect word,
it's the surreal artist who painted a different world,
and it's the poor kid who died at someone else's war.
