Delightful Nonsense (The Artist's Dream)

In a land where the colors dance and blend
A pickle in a hat calling itself a friend
The clouds are made of candy raining down confetti
While turtles sip tea acting all petty

Grab a silly hat and join the parade
Where nothing makes sense but sleep is delayed
We'll spin through the laughter let the chaos commence
In a whimsical whirl of delightful nonsense

The trees wear pajamas the moon hums a tune
A kite made of spaghetti floats past a balloon
The sun winks its eye and the stars start to giggle
While a tap-dancing fox shows off with a wiggle

Grab a silly hat and join the parade
Where nothing makes sense but sleep is delayed
We'll spin through the laughter let the chaos commence
In a whimsical whirl of delightful nonsense

Let's march with the monkeys hopscotch with a bear
Slide down a rainbow and fly through the air
The rules don't exist here
Just follow your heart
In this land of nonsense
You're the best kind of art