I see things whirling in my head,
but in the end, it’s all red.
When trying to think what you wanna be,
it can be easy as 1,2,3!
Dreaming anything you like,
is like riding a beautiful bike.
Technology is what my dream is,
at the top, just like the Miz.
As I look down at the world,
just seeing dreams about to be hurled.
People in the streets,
still hanging on to ropes.
When they reach the top,
they will extend their hopes.
This the world of dreams.
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