“Oh sweet coexistence, a kiss between
the sense of real the sense of dream
I lay myself bare and I'm a child again
everything's happens in the yard of my brain
Oh yeah things I never saw before
keep on walking through my soul
renounce myself, forget my world
in the yard of my head never get bored
People I know people I just don't know
they all make a circle with me in the center
daylight seems like announcing my death
the yard of my head paints for me a new birth
In the yard of my head, in the yard of my head”

-The Mushrooms - Yard of My Head