Crystal Ball

Let's take a trip to a land where nothing matters at all,
I know exactly where it is, and it wont take long

First we'll take a seat upon my flying carpet
We'll soar up to a cloud and even try to touch it!


Upon descending into a wondrous enchanted forest
You'll notice that the trees are unusually enormous,
They are like towers with hundreds of floors!
Smiling happily with branches extended towards us
We'll sit and hear their stories built on ancient lores


Continuing the adventure unfolding before our eyes
We gaze upon the dragons in the sunrise
Their majestic grace catches us by surprise
In this moment, nothing could be quite as nice


In a cottage on the egde of the age old trees
There lives a wizard whose beard flows in the breeze
A master of Alchemy, Magic and Arts of the Mind
He tells us to simply seek, and we will always find


We'd better get back now, real life is wondering where we've been
We'll get back on the carpet and ride away with the wind

Returning back to reality, my thoughts will start to ponder..
Is it possible to recreate these times of mystical wonder?