It’s me on page seventy seven
Dying in the human farm
Longing the unknown day to come
or just want to be tied down
Neverland is where we stand
among all of the misery we have
Promises are always broken
to us that considered misbehave
It’s me on page seventy seven
wishing for a hundred years
missing the fifteen
and all that we’ve been
Let the sun shines down on me
passing the twenty eight in peace
wishing for a hundred years
still missing the fifteen
on page seventy seven
keep dreaming
anandamanan 