Right-to-left turns, kicks

Pushing trains back

Top of the line

What does this little loading of bananas want to auto?

I'll grow up to be a truck'

This line on auto in random traffic

Rain is making dreams without dreams

Wants to make auto jump into the sky.

Pushing all the odds

In this explosion of auto

Bananas are made with happiness

How good are the bananas in the herd

They are so attached to each other

So now what Bananas will also not

be able to live together

The auto is lurking in me

Will he grow up to be a truck?

Auto loading is stuck between

two cranes Life is becoming so deadly

Three The mind is that it does not stop dreaming.