You act in a rebel’s way
Watching the patterns breaking
Minding what scholars say
They may be mistaken
Speak of love, ‘bout me and you
Say what’s wrong or true
If it’s all existing
Talk to me with a sign
I will close my eyes to see the meaning
All the stars start to shine
When we touch the light
From clouds beaming
There’s nothing you would believe,
Wizards, the guru, other men,
Quotes that only thieved
From another nameless pen.
Words of fate we can all create
And at any rate
Dream of something common