Man is a boy
Man has not grown up
Man is a boy who thinks he is an adult
What now happens in his life
Is his future
The future that escapes his imagination
Not the future he dreams
For there is no future in his dreams
It’s in the present he dreams
He never imagines this present, this future
When a boy dreams
When a boy loves the future, he dreams
It’s a lucid dream, almost real
So really, he doesn’t want to wake up
He dreams he is an adult
A man-boy, an adult-boy
He never dreams he is an old man
That’s a nightmare
He wonders about a nonexistent future
Things that happen still don’t happen
Will never happen
Good or bad, he is still here
Lost in this future, his future
He is a boy
Still a boy
Always a boy
Dreaming of his eternal future
In his eternal present