پاول دیانو . . The only place where you can dream, Living here is not what it seems. Ship of white light in the sky, Nobody there to reason why. Here I am, I'm not really there, Smiling faces ever so rare. Let's walk in deepest space Living here just isn't the place Stalks of light grow from the ground When i cry there isn't a sound All my feelings cannot be held I'm happy in my new strange world Shades of green grasses twine Girls drinking plasma wine Look at love, a dream unfolds Living here you'll never grow old Don’t you hear me call?