There is a place far, far away.
A very magical place...

The engine roars,
The tires spin...

Troubled and confused,
Her skies have gone grey...

The trials and tribulations
of life's proclamations...

Sitting down,
She is troubled and torn...

You are confused,
Not thinking straight...

Two frogs,
Were sitting on a log...

You only hear what you want to hear,
You only see what you want to see...

Awash in a sea,
Frothy and light green...

All around, The Walls
Are falling down...

All this stress,
Could put me to rest...

When the times got hard,
We banded together...