Sebastian P. B.

Intro Well, you're walking on clouds. With a certain smile that runs around. Butterflies and moonbeams.. And fairy tales .. (Sprinkle you with fairy dust of glitter and pink powder, and now that's all you can think about right now). You're riding the wind! You might be on Skid Row, but there's nothing stopping you from going to wonderland, nothing stopping you from following the white rabbit.. It might be a vision in the night, but we can sit and talk for a while under the trees, under the slow winds and the melting skies.