Teach me.

Walking through a green wood without trees

Living on an earth where there are no countries, there’s no war, there’s no peace



Believing in a goddess who’s not able to have fun

Trying everyday to build ladders to reach the sun





In this kind of madness

Please, teach me how to keep myself sane

And I’ll present you with a remedy to your pain

And I’ll be the remedy to your pain





Whitewashing again the walls of my sandcastle

Translating your thoughts into a scribble to draw in pastel



Swimming in honey, in milk, in wine

Tasting your mouth that is more smiling and sweet-smelling than mine





In this kind of madness

Please, teach me how to keep myself sane

And I’ll present you with a remedy to your pain

And I’ll be the remedy to your pain





Shuttering doors and windows ‘cause of the night that is too light

Learning to forget history, to forget what is wrong and what is right



Travelling on clouds which are full of soft but black snow

Sleeping on a mattress made of words that can’t blow





In this kind of madness

Please, teach me how to keep myself sane

And I’ll present you with a remedy to your pain

And I’ll be the remedy to your pain





I’m your remedy

I’m your sane remedy

I’m your remedy


P.U.