I wanna touch the rainbow
But I don't wanna see how it feels
I wanna imagine a story
Of how the sky became so blue
Don't tell me about atoms, don't tell me the truth
I wanna see mystery
That'll never be figured out in realists history
I wanna imagine, I wanna pretend
Don't ruin everything with a boring end..
We, once upon a time,
All of us were fine,
Dandy like the flowers that grew,
Dandelions, they had wings and flew
We, once upon a time,
In a world without crime,
Held each others hands and painted the sky,
The air helped us too
Oh, but did you know?
Blue wasn't sad, it was something pretty.
You realist make this color feel really shitty
So we painted the sky with the color we did,for reasons to screw with you realists head
Put your wanting truths to bed,
R.I.P your imagination because yours is long dead
The sky is blue because its what They all said,
No reason behind it,
OH!! Don't be surprised :P
Truth is great but leave it out of my imaginations mind<3
