Back,
when the air had a one in front,
back to pretend and lock the lumps.

Standing tall, I sound just damp,
said dress be gone.

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run,
the question being fair like our drums,
to get lost under the sun,
we dress be gone.

Sometimes I shouldn't miss those days,
without shine, go and play,
with wheels and with the cakes,
and it's all okay.

Live and learn from our mistakes,
time will fade and time will fade,
look away at yesterday and it's all okay.

And it's all okay.

Never woke up to one moon,
shivering old in our car,
lazy days and the job are blue,
nothing to lose.

Never wore a place called my nose,
never,
wondered who I was,
my ham kids were thick and glue,
nothing to lose.

Nowadays it's all okay,
you've stolen our DNA,
find a spot to go shed and lay and wash away.

Never sprayed these summer days,
same kid as yesterday,
same castle as today and we wash away.

And we wash away.