There's a naked fairy flying around my head, tickling my ears and laughing in my bed, everywhere I go the fairfolk follow. Some say I'm mad, but their world is hollow. Hear me laughing in the night, I'm not wholly in this world, I'm off with my fairy girl.

What do you mean she's not real, when your life is filled with TV and work and pills, it's not my fault you can't see the rest of our reality. My fairy girl loves me, she gives me the happiest of dreams, makes my pain vanish and kisses me sweetly, you say I'm mad, I say too bad, I love my fairy girl and the world we share, I'm different because I dare.

Why don't you just rest here, in this mushroom ring, listen to the magic world and the fairies sing, you say I'm mad well what do you know of sanity, your world is strange and you life is wasted spent working in the metal jails of commerce, I'm out in the waking world with my fairy girl, dancing in the ring, under the moon, under the stars, under the sun, I'm insane, well pull the other one!

all text Copyright Cary Preston Richards, 1999