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To another dimension
To another scene
To flip the page
To another room
To another world
To a place not quite like this one
To your room
To the moon
To a fairy circle
To a forest full of ancient trees
To a dirty forgotten city where the artists gather and laugh over their bottles of wine with the sweet scent of tobacco wafting from their pipes
To you
To a place where I can just sit and watch or paint my surroundings
To the rain
To the fire

Wherever we’re going in this crazy Life of ours,
please promise me you’ll carry me through with you
because I always carry you with me.