Let the worlds rage and roar,
Let the madness sing and soar,
For when she's spent reality remains
She'll join whatever song we sing.
Songs of joy she loves the most,
But when we sing of pain, of loss, of misery and heartbreak,
Her heart breaks too but she joins our song,
If we together sing of misery that's our right,
She won't stop us.
So let the worlds rage and roar,
But sing a happy song and sing it loud,
In the end love wins, it's just a better song.
And my friend, reality,
She'll sing that one loudest if we let her.