We\'ve all been told a lie.
Every now and then we
Cry out for the truth. A
Key for a bit of youth,
Ray of sun but oh the
Couth which forces the Brut-
Ality.
We\'ve all been told this Lie.
The moons travel one way
High, we travel absent.
Sleigh bells carry the Light.
Gallant world for Crea-
Tivity.
What is this Lie? Ponder.
Who created Time?
Who created space
Of mind?
Who told us not to cry?
Who said reality
Was anything of normality?
I believe we\'ve all be Lied to.
Why?
To keeps us from asking:
When?