The M Song

The M Song
I’ve got the memory, the imaginary boy
Living in the world of the falling wishes
The explosion of the colors from the cold night
A million yellow stars falling from his dark sky

And on another day this inflationary man
Laughing at the freak running on the street side
The smile is fixed correctly on his masked face
He’s tabulating all the pluses and the minuses

It’s too complicate and sophisticate
You’re out for answers, yet not sure whether it’s too late
Oh, celebrate and duplicate
You’re just another random figure from the average

Follow right, you’ve come a such a long way
So happy and achieved, feeling like a good day
Pack your mind, proceeding to the main gate
You’ll never see any illusionary image

It’s too complicate and sophisticate
You’re out for answers, yet not sure whether it’s too late
Intoxicate and incinerate
You’re just another random figure from the average

So many days and months and years away
You’re losing something you don’t know and dropping something you don’t take
The boy’s gone away, your precious days in outer space
You need a secret key to find the magic lemonade

You need to find the magic lemonade