Is this the real life
Or is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see...
I'm just a poor boy
I need no memories
Because I'm easy come, easy go
A little high, a little low
Anywhere the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me....
To me....
- Queen, Bohemian Rhapsody
