You say the damage is done,
too many doors to open & go through
Not just freckles upon your face,
and the old dream’s almost over—
But if we do make the list,
and reach the mountain top, boys & girls
This wasn’t just a daydream,
the impossible concept of becoming happy
A blinding, nagging hindrance
we all need to chase away
A potent thought in a safe place
should be carefully watered.