the birds fly free on a mackerel sky
ask me whither goes the winds
whence the endlesstick-tick stream begins
make me guess if the earth is flat or round
set a guessing if fantasies are unbound
if tale aren't just for children to see
that it's peace is sleep walks with me
the one to know all the answers
you think you dwell in wisdom's sea
sweet ignorance is the key
challenge the riddler and you will see
all mothers beneath the earth and sky
hold theait children's hands for a while
their hearts forever. yours and mine
make me wonder what's the meaning of life
what's the use to be born and then die
make me guess who's the one
behind the mask of father and son
for nature hates virginity
not by the hands of where's and why's