Toy Maker
Welcome to my universe of sapphire tidal waves
Where whispering Willows pirouette all night and day
Where I can hold the stardust paintbrush for as long as I stay
In this glistening world of silver rain I can escape
From the bloody battlefields of fate-to plains of Primrose
To a vast kingdom of champagne lakes-and singing oaks
This is my fantasia, my continent of endless euphoria
My wondrous, magical emporium
Welcome to the galaxies residing behind my eyes
The utopia existing outside of space-time
Where auroras scorch the purple sky
And I have the power to hold their light
Here the night shines with the energy of one thousand quasars