I wake up in a world that spins,

I wake up in a world that spins,
Where laughter's lost in whispered sins,
The delicate ear is suffering,
While madness dances, shimmering.
I see the faces wearing frowns,
In crowded rooms and empty towns,
But deep inside, I hold the light,
A spark that shines through darkest night.

So paint a picture of the day,
Compose a sonata, let it play.
The universe wraps all around,
In every note, my heart is found.

So smile in the early morning light,
Get on your beautiful bike tonight.
Dream on and push off from the shore,
Take off and let your spirit soar.
On the walls of the world you'll find,
Stories written for hearts entwined.
The sky above with stars so bright,
Is a canvas painted in pure delight.

So paint a picture of the day,
Compose a sonata, let it play.
The universe wraps all around,
In every note, my heart is found.

In the morning's glow, days come alive,
With new dawns rising where hopes thrive.
Feel the warmth on blades of grass,
As time dances and moments pass.
Take off into the endless blue,
With every dream and hope so true.
Hold tight to joy as you ascend—
In this wild ride that never ends.

So paint a picture of the day,
Compose a sonata, let it play.
The universe wraps all around,
In every note, my heart is found.