the origin of our sole warrior

I have something on my mind.
something BIG.
something dark.
something scary,
yet oh so merry,
and pretty,
oh so pretty.

I have something i wanna say.
I have something i wanna smell.
wanna touch.
wanna play with.
I wanna own it.
and share it.
and let everyone,
anyone,
owns it as well.

I live for this.
for knowing this.
I live.

wanna know whats that?

I wanna know how we got here.
I wanna know how we came about.
I wanna know,
wanna ask,
wants some answers.
From who is the answer?
from who is I should know?

la li la.
jumping around.
la li la.
feeling all,
everything around me.
oh so merry,
and pretty.

Oh oh my oh oh gray things.
oh oh my oh oh blue things.
where oh where oh where my greenies.
my brownies.
my reddies.
oh oh oh.

I see it.
i see it clearly.
by the blue.
beside the yellow.
covered by the whites.
and surrounded by the colors.
colors of sounds.
and noises of things.
I wanna hear,
everything around me,
so merry,
and oh so pretty.

I wanna go there.
i wanna touch.
wanna step on it.
and fly on it.
float.
like the angels.
like the angels.
long long
loooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
time ago.