So climb a chain-link fence to the moon

Let your wrist blood drop into its doom

I'm running through the forest with my pockets full of gummy bears

Running from the future with my backpack full of Koala bears

Fuck this life and the police state

Burn your brain so you won’t be shark bait

Waiting for the sea

To take a bite out of me, woah

I'm running through the forest with my pockets full of gummy bears

Telling all my friends to climb the trees while I dry my tears

(Dry my tears)

Watching for hot air balloons to pick us up and shush our fears

Waiting for the day that I can

Sail away

I have tasted all the flavors of the sea

That is everything I need to dig my grave and die

Dear R.L. Stein

You wrote these pages of my life