In a sense,
Some of us haven’t lost our innocence
Despite mistakes and age
Some of us still want to play
But by our own rules
Not the government’s or schools
Who want to exorcise our right
To exercise our freedoms
When we want the right to declare
Responsibility as sin
Instead of toiling in exchange for trouble
While the capital letters keep snooping and swooping in
We blow bubbles and dive in the mud
They can’t imagine our life story
Cause they never lived it
Someone must protect our soaring souls and wild hearts

In a sense,
Some of us have lost our innocence
But despite mistakes and age
Some of us still want to play