i feel like i'm loading myself up again new friends of new times for new gain cause you're matbe the friend who understands may you untie my old rusted chains venom of time is now out of my brain my blood is pure enough to give you shelter that will let all the snow get in cause my heart is not yet made of powder it's easy for to fly meet me between two clouds maybe we will grab the sky yonder stars where nothing's bound i wanna be the green flower in your head lifting these colorful thoughts of secret lands and unknown chords vibrating along with melodies you heard it's easy for us to fly you know we won't be back offering your good bye to the world getting black © the dada weatherman