Paroles de Peter Pan Syndrome

Friend! I've kept the corks to build a raft without a map without a flag you told me always to be "clear" now i'm so clean that i cry soapball tears flat like an ol electric eel too boring to bore,too scared to fear the moon is just a cheeky skull and everynight it says the same: "you are the same! You are the same!" You! You dig up the seeds that i've spread and hide dried flowers in your hat help me, my friend,to camouflage my peter pan syndrome advanced state rose-scented days glue-flavoured nights so terrified to split one's sides when the wild beast will be tamed the cheeky moon repeats the same: "you are the same! You are the same!" Into the bottle for a day i'm waiting for tomorrow i'm waiting for the final round to perceive the ultrasound and start the haunt i'm waiting for the night the moon will close for ever.