Which I made when I was a lonely kid
It has a concert everyday
And plays my favorite movies on demand
There are very few people on the streets of my world
They prefer staying indoors
In worlds of their own
And every now and then there is a newcomer to my world
A person who's free to stay and free to go
Some stay and some don't
As I grow older I sometimes feel sad
Especially when I cannot fit in to the real world
On those occasions I close my eyes
And I escape into this world I have made
Maybe you too have a world of your own
A tiny bubble in which you cocoon yourself
When it all becomes too much to take
And you need a drink with an imaginary friend
It's just that everyone is subject to the blues
And needs some green and red
Or just plain yellow
That is why we create worlds after all
Or prefer to pick up a book
And escape into another person's world
Tell me stranger about the world you've made
Let's not be strangers anymore
The Bilge Master
Lovely - that was my life in my teens and I often escaped into that world even into my forties to survive
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