Study your reflection, trace the lines of thought
And untie the wisdom trapped behind your eyes
How can you release the tension caused by your imagination
Camouflaged by knowing that the images you dwell upon
Conflict with the reality of life
Maybe the madman was right
The sun travels all around the world
And keeps shining while we sleep at night
Maybe the sky doesn't cry
The raindrops are just condensation
Not tears cried for children that died
Building fairy castles in a hostile space of undiscovered skies
Expressing childhood fantasies, a sense of false security
Explaining time and dreams of a life
Maybe the madman was right
The sun travels all around the world
And keeps shining while we sleep at night
Maybe the sky doesn't cry
The raindrops are just condensation
Not tears cried for children that died
Helplessly I search in vain to find reasons for the pain and happiness
A reason why we live today, a purpose in uncertainty
And why we keep on living for tomorrow