Packing always the same things for the same fields
I've written down the new idea of a long trip
Gathered imagined maps leading to better worlds
Where the magic out of my fingers could make a living
When I decreed that work lost its meaning
That I've made the halfway to the top
It appears after years like a fail, a dead end street
I'm realizing I'll soon run out of hopes
That I should've better saved on my daydreams
That I should've never dreamed at all
Square in the eyes you all lied
A fairy tale is the lifestyle
I believed, I read in philosophy
I bit each of these stories
As an eye in the haze
Like the sun in the night
It seems like I wandered in a maze
'Got lost on the way leading
To the cross on my map
It's time to go back and forget
I'm telling always the same things, to the same kids
Repeating my old speeches, for the shots
Inviting them to imagine their own world
Where the future they've been planning concretizes
When they conceded words have meaning
That some can be rough and some pretty sweet
I can tell I exist but not that I'm faking everything
I flannel to complete the song
Always followed and trusted my daydreams
Those I reached once and for all
Square in the eyes, I lied
Fairy tales are a way of life
I achieved, I staged and you bit my stories
You should've better saved on your daydreams
You should better save on your daydreams