Trancelation Hill

Up the hill you can see the land

With colorful flowers and a musical band

They say you can eat honey stars or other brands

You may say it’s just wishful thinking

I’m telling you my eyes are not blinking

The land is a true paradise

All beautiful things can be your vice

You may drink nectar beer thrice

I dare not kid you for I am not full of lies

I am not a fool like how this story goes

On top of the hill they say amber grass grows

Rainbows wave like good old friends

A pot of gold on each ends

I met a shepherd who gave me a funny balloon

It burst inside my mouth as I sit beside the lagoon

A boy came skipping out of the woods

He was wearing stellar clothes and a funny hood

He says “Hold on to my hand as we ride the trancesit bus”

Without delay, we were in full blast

Up and up, I saw pink clouds

Hold on tight and feel the thrill

Before I knew it, we were up the lost Trancelation hill.

The land where colorful flowers and a musical band appear

Mermaids and girls coexist here

Past and future, oh boy! Do not fear.

Under the disco ball, gilded butterflies sparkled and danced 

They pierced my side with a candy cane lance

I woke up and I realized I was just lost, lost in trance.