Lirama

Living so eek trying to reach the peek
Living is so ooh someone's knocking on the door
Showtime!

Buzz of conversation reaches my deaf ears
Can I hear anything?
All I can hear is dim:
Showtime!

Why, why should I cry, I feel so high
We don't wanna try, we can touch the sky

Now it starts to crumble
Reality isn't here
Space is full of colors
Restless moving spheres:
Showtime!