[Intro]
Whimsy taps the door of my mind.
[Verse]
Stuck in the page, my thoughts stay in slow motion.
Frustration hums a tune of frozen devotion.
[Verse 2]
Then a quirky muse arrives in a teacup cape,
A dancing bubble of ideas escapes.
[Chorus]
it's just a mental freeze, not a dead end.
Whimsy whispers, let the thoughts bend and blend.
Turn the pause to spark and ascend.
[Chorus]
it's just a mental freeze, not a dead end.
Whimsy whispers, let the thoughts bend and blend.
Turn the pause to spark and ascend.
[Outro]
Back to the page, the spark resumes its flight.