Pop Corn - Anarchic System

Like a pop-corn in your hand

Is your castle made of sand

Life goes up and life goes down

And life goes round and round and round

Like a pop-corn bouncing high

You can reach out for the sky

You can try and you can lie

And you can fly and wonder why

Like a pop-corn bouncing low

You can fall down in the snow

You can sigh and you can cry

And you can die till you let go

Time… Time…Time to stay

Time… Time…night or day

Time… Time…Time flies away

When the sun is shining blue

When the sun is shining blue

Take a ride and follow the ride

Until you’re inside… my pop poppy-corn

When the sun is shinig grey

When the sun is shinig grey

Close your eyes and you’ll realise

That time only flies… my pop poppy-corn