The sun was at its highest point that day. When a few kids found a mysterious path. Where did it lead to, you ask?
There were signs, showing people had been here before. Excited, the friends hoped to find treasures of darkness. Pirates might have stored in this secret place. But what they found was surprising… For there was nor silver, nor gold. Instead, There was groove, there was soul.
The kids stayed for a while, between sleep and awake
In this parallel dimension
Where the surrounding noises of their used environment faded
Out of their ears,
Out of their hearts.
After a moment of silence,
Unknown peculiar sounds tuned in.
Enigmatically filled up with joy,
Their bodies started to lose control.
As they waved their cares goodbye,
The world was left behind.
For it was a song about a good life …
What has become of these kids, you wonder ?
In a Wonderland down they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summer dies.