Yesterday I was walking,
Body moved, with eyes looking at nothing
As my spirit was far away from all of this mess
Honking cars, shouting people, every stress

I'm a feather, floating hundreds feets above it all
It's all calm, relaxing, i'm twisting in the air, it's cool
Seeing the world, wind pushing me away softly
While the world's turning under me, i clearly see
I'm stuck in a tree now, birds are chriping around,
I hear the sound of water, a river or a waterfall...
It's all green, it's not cold, i'd like to stay here forever
But the wind already makes me fly again to... somewhere
It's all desert now, sand and hard sun are everywhere
I see traces, animals, but also some humans who try to survive here,
The wind erase their passage slowly, the ground is all cracked
I don't want to fall and remain here, the wind has gone, and now i'm scared
Nature hears me, I fly again, it's autumn here I guess,
Wonderful colors all around, world is sort of a huge secret place
Just waiting to be discovered, seen, touched, breathed, smelled,
The essence of it all still remain powerful as here, nearly no one ever stepped
Now i see snow, all cold and sweet, with crazy shapes
But burning me as hell too, everything seems to be fixed,
No river here, not a tree, all ice, cold, but still beautiful
Already leaving, i'm at the ocean now, i hear the sound of gulls
I'm travelling ultra fast, time to go back into that body of mine
I see the town, all grey, cold, with those people of my own kind
My body is near here, i can feel it somehow
Walking in streets, where the wind just stop to blow...

I see them all, humans, like me, they look so forlorn
No time for daydream, i have things to get done,
But I travelled so far away... Wish it could be true...
I wish I could travel the world, just to see you...
But money rules it all, they're all so glad they have it,
My dreams, to them, are just worth like shit
Are they really of my kind ? Are they really believing what they say
When they locked their spirits into their desks, working all days
I wish I could spit it out, all my feelings, to show them
What their life did to me is nothing but hatred, pain, and blame
They see nothing, far too busy to notice
But I'm just so tired and disappointed by all of this...
They promised love, happiness, and pretty rainbows,
They gave nothing but stress, madness and sorrow
My dreams are nearly all I can think of good
Most of people, it's like they were all made of wood
I sound desperate, maybe I am, I have so many reasons,
Years go by, day by day, month after month, seasons after seasons,
Nothing changes, or it changes to be worse after all
I have just no energy anymore, emptiness, soon I will fall...
But soon is not now, call it my last wild try, call it the way you prefer,
I will try everything I can to find what I want, I'll fight them all and my own despair
I'll stand my ground, kick their ass, spit at their face in defy, laugh at it as always,
Building my world as their is sad, wicked, cold and blind, perverted mess i'd say...
I don't know if I'll have rainbows made, I can't promise this kind of things,
But to try until I die, until I'll have done my best, until my own mind swings

I'll build my world on the ruins of what they gave me,
We'll build our world if you want to join me,
We'll build a world like they will just never see,
We'll build the world, as we will want it to be...