What if clouds were lakes
And lakes were clouds
We could swim through clouds
And fly through lakes
What if sky was grass
And grass was sky
We could walk on the sky
And pluck stars with our hands
What if butterflies were aeroplanes
And aeroplanes were butterflies
We won’t catch a single flight
And would never run after a plane
What if bugs were humans
And humans were bugs
We would be running for dear lives
And they’d be spraying insecticides
What if bombs were party poppers
And party poppers were bombs
Bombarding houses would be fun
And parties would be funerals
What if imagination was reality
And reality was imagination
We would be living in a dream
And wake up to discover a life.