Then build a utopia for myself and hide in the colorful garden. I don't have to think about what to face tomorrow and who should I smile to. The world it is suddenly full view of brilliant and beautiful. I gently and lightly like a dandelion, when the wind blows, my feet leave the ground and wander in the air. I saw the scenes of debauchery after the sun set, I heard that the lake was no longer calm, I touched the back of the beast and the stickiness of the swamp.