Rumspringa Minds Awake
Minds awake
We're like the coming of dawn
As eyes lay earthly
Steak is cooked well done
Yes, climb upon
This hill with us
Yes, pick a flower
But don't let it die
This chain link fence supports my weight
As the sun beats down upon the fray
And as she tries to squirm an scream
Oh, well, I close my eyes and begin to dream
