Let’s pretend the world won’t end
Let’s be wild, let’s be great
Let’s be something- that as a child
We once could relate

Let us hang from branches
Let us swing up high
Let’s believe our dreams
Won't hear a shuddered cry

Let us yell, let us scream
Let his voice control it
Let the punch hit 17
Across the cheek, we sold it

Let us live without one fear
Humor me, I dare

If we are all but a coincidence
Please tell me not, my dear old friend
I'd rather numb this once again
Than feel it in the flesh