I’m in a dreamland; A Wonderland.
Like Alice in the Wonderland…
I love the inland in here,
than the outland out there.
In this dream of mine,
I’ll decide what is not or done.
And in this life of mine,
I’ll know what is come or gone.
This wild Land I’m in, is full of Knights
but I won’t do what is wrong
lest I fall into the troubles of vent
and my wails, loud out it rings.
I’ll always stand for what is right
and raise my voice to sing a song.
‘Cause this wild land is my mild land
and the song I sing, is my victory song.
Even though the day might be short
I’m sure my fantasy at night will be blissful,
‘Cause the moon will smile high bright
and all there will be; will definitely be peaceful.
This land is My WonderLand
and i won’t make it a younderland
neither will it be a sunder land.
But a Refuge to me; My Own Powered Land.