At the Foothill of Fantasy

At the foothills of fantasy I live Keeping away from reality I live Where ignorance is blessing I live On dat beautiful level of existence I live Day dreamer dey call me I m A seeker of dreams I m Not bothered of labels, carefree I m I belong to myself Self obsessed I m dream or reality It may b anything So b it The biber of dark honey So b it A dark uncertainty gathers around So b it For The chain dat binds the skies I have No flowers get pure perfume in my hand I have