The Gnome

 I want to tell you a story
'Bout a little man if I can
A gnome named Grimble Gromble
And little gnomes stay in their homes
Eating, sleeping, drinking their wine

When I was about 10 I was taken to several tests to see if I was a normal kid. I didnt concentrate enough at school and enjoyed more spending time alone than with other people. I had my own little adventures in the park and I asked flowers the way back home if I got lost. Never met any fantasy characters, though. No gnomes, fairly rarely fairies. But I could always imagine them. I've always been good at that, just like telling stories. Actually, when the "tests", I usually ended up telling all kinds of stories, fictional or real, about spaceships and how to take someone's sandwich without them noticing or how to make a kite or what would happen if it was snowy all year round. They were trying to see if I had ADHD or such to explain my abnormal behavior, but no, I was just a weird child. People used to say I'm really a smart boy but a bit living in my own world. I always thought it was just a fun little thing and at least no one could say I had no imagination. If other kids had wanted to play with me we could have had such wonderful stories and adventures... However I am romanticizing my childhood again. But it was kinda sweet. I guess.

Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn't it good?
Look at the sky, look at the river
Isn't it good?

Winding, finding places to go