When I have nothing to think about I like to create things Creating stories in my head Sometimes stories I can sing Like a family thing Or maybe science-fiction Maybe anything fun And it has no restrictions But I'd like to understand my mind I'd like to know how I take this things out I'd like to know what is inside, so I could know What this is about I imagine it as a place A vast and white field No bodies, no faces And nothing looks real A billion of door Leading where I don't know Roads to everywhere And places I can go And each place is unique Like a david bowie's song Actually, there's always one playing in my head Maybe it is wrong Anyway, I choose a door Along the road billions of files And this road is never ending It goes on for miles and miles But I'd like to understand my mind I'd like to know how I take this things out I'd like to know what is inside, so I could know What this is about But I'd like to understand But I can't understand But I'd like to understand my mind And in my mind I know that Each place is unique Like a david bowie's song Actually, there's always one playing in my head Maybe it is wrong Anyway, I choose a door Along the road billions of files And this road is never ending It goes on for miles and miles But I don't care 'cause I would just like to understand my mind I'd like to know how I take this things out I'd like to know what is inside, so I could know What this is about But I'd like to understand But I can't understand But I'd like to understand my mind