My Zoo in the Clouds

What would you do,
if I told you,
that I ran a Zoo,
in the clouds?

Way above the sea,
beyond both you and me,
way, way, way up in the clouds?

Because up there,
everything is fair,
poverty and war don't exist.

By now you should have the gist,
of what a wonderful place this is,
way above us in the clouds.

My Zoo in the Clouds,
it lets the animals roam free,
and to us there are
no bites, scratches or harm.

Everything is flying,
everything is having fun.
No problems, quizzes or questions,
the only very one,
is how to get there?

In your dreams, I reply,
in your dreams,
you can fly, you can dance,
you can prance,
around with lions and gobbledeegook.

My dream is an escape,
for the world is percieved as a bad place.

This shows you the highlughts,
the fun, the laughter and the friends,
everyone is capable of it,
just accept it, my friend.

Dreams are places,
where fantasies come true.
Dreams are a place,
both for me and for you.

Now I should not think,
that you dream of a Zoo,
but when you do dream,
make your dreams come true.