A neverworld of our very special own, A place we both are seemingly quite alone. A heaven and hell; no one else can see, Here we are welcome, to create our own insanity. This gorgeous falling apart; at least we're together, In this silly made up world for all of forever. Amusing ourselves with life's beat and rhyme, Living in our powerful construction and confines of time. After all we're not immortal, although life is certain, We'll soon be stopped on a dime by the death titled 'curtain'. Our precious bodies will be stripped of their very life, But born again we persevere through the neverending strife.