Leap
for the distant stars
Fly above or over the moon
Go even as far as mars
But
come back for lunch at noon
Don't
let them ever make you into an adult.
It’s
the most boring thing to be.
I’d
rather be a bloody idiot
Than
lost without my imagination be
Jump
high over deep gorges
Walk
fast across vast canyons
Be
a cowboy or a crook so bogus
Or
like Tarzan remain hanging on banyans
Don't
let them ever make you into an adult.
It’s
the most boring thing to be.
When
your suit become a straight jacket
And
your tie a hangman’s noose
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