No more despair, no more being scared
No bottom lip sticking out through your hair
No talking down, no staring through
The walls I wont let them come
Crashing down on you

No modest bear, no worried tiger
And don't you fret and I wont either
We'll go to the ferry and get some chips
And then I'll kiss your salty lips

Then we'll see my great granny's grave
And we'll feel mortal then we'll be saved
We'll stop the clouds from coming in
And we will win

The world cant come, in here today
Shut the curtains, phone in sick
It's time to play you and me, me and you
Together we're strong enough
To do what we wanna do.