Who we are is special, individually, we can grow so tall, together, we weave so sweetly, beautiful. One day through all our growing pains, our living life, we'll rise above the everything, past all our knowing selves, we'll reach those beautiful places where Mario jumps through pipes to cloud cities! With honesty, we'll honestly... understand ourselves, we're all ourselves, who grow so sweetly tall together and that is good enough FRANK and the comatose monster under my bed (Imma never gonna pull that plug man!). I'll be a never man with a frying pan slipping Wendy out the window off to never land. I'll be a great hollow sinner serving dinner Hitting your dad with a shovel.