The more I live, the more I believe
That we are all part of a videogame
That there are levels some of us may never reach
Hidden areas and secrets, unknown powers and potentials — things we may never know
That God holds the joystick and controls everything
That we are mere characters for amusement
And all we have is one life
I am lonely. I am broken
With every lie that there is spoken
Now my life is full of lies
Let hope rain now from the skies
…
Every mistake I’ve ever made
Every friend that I’ve betrayed
Have come to haunt in guise
Let hope rain now from the skies
…
I am hurting. I am bleeding
Every step of mine’s misleading
Every night my old heart cries
Let hope rain now from the skies
…
The road to freedom seems so long
Every choice I make is wrong
Getting closer to my demise
Let hope rain now from the skies
…
I am scarred and I am burning
Every pain I’ve known is returning
Is it time to say goodbyes?
Let hope rain now from the skies
Son, be not afraid of Death
‘Tis my advice to you
Life will hurt you more
Than Death could ever hope to
A drop fell from a cloud
A fruit fell from a tree
A tear dropped from your eye
Then I wasn’t me
…
I tasted that tiny drop
Bit off that fallen fruit
Wiped that tear with happiness
Then I became me
Mom, I feel so tiny
When I look at the endless sky
Will I ever grow up?
Watch intimately the birds fly?
Mom, I feel so tiny
Helpless and insignificant
Is there no magic potion
To speed up the adolescents?
Mom, I feel so tiny
A misfit on this giant Earth
Looking at the stars above
Contemplating my righteous worth
Mom, I feel so tiny
Respond to my questions and qualms
Do all the children have to
Follow the lines on their little palms?
“Do not worry,” Mommy said
Her eyes filled with a lot of pain
“Once you happen to grow up
You’d wish to be a child again”
Little Paul McAvoy
Was a very jocund boy
He wanted to be a writer
Instead became a fighter
There he finds no joy
…
Little Anne Maybelline
Wanted to be a beauty queen
But she never did pursue
What she always wished to do
Merely now a working machine
Hurry up, Twenty Nineteen
Don’t you make me wait
Eighteen was terrible
I need to change my fate
I’ve made some resolutions
I’ve drawn a proper list
There would be no changes
There would be no twist
I’d like to quit my drinkin’
Get off the damned cigar
Learn a brand new hobby
Buy my favourite car
I wanna write a book
Learn to play the guitar
Meet Trump, Modi, Merkel
The Queen and the Tsar
So come on Twenty Nineteen
Come on show your face
I hope that you’d be better
Eighteen was a disgrace
I’d like to be a bit smarter
A bit wiser than before
But not before I see you
Walk in through that door
