If you're skared go to church
You can rest your head it won't hurt you
If you just come close to me
We can make our own reality
All through ancient ages
I was writing pages
But I've thrown away my pen
In these present ages
It's just scattered pages
But somehow it seems that
I still always win something
I don't understand the blessings that come my way
And it's black and white now, the dressings
That I put on my body to walk out onto the stage
We can play a game, we can make a moment
And see what will happen when no words are spoken
Let's go with this feeling that we feel now
And let's jump around, let's jump around