If I can steal the sun with my bare hands,

probably both will be burnt to ashes..

Good thing I'm just playing with my orange!

When angels grow tired and old,

they go above, higher than the heavens.

And turn themselves into stars..

Here I weave these silky threads,

a web for you to rest..

Come, lay down and you are mine for eternity..

Once there was a man who was curious about the sea.

Using a cardboard box labeled "M", he left in glee.

The only problem is he forgot his paddle.

Now, he hopes his yellow chalk can allow him to travel.

If rabbits have their own magic show,

can they pull out a man inside the top hat?

Swing me high,

swing me far..

Away from my nightmares,

even just for tonight..