Somewhere down by the blackberries and pines
They bounce for food, unbothered by our stuff
And unlike us they never get enough
Yet keep on bouncing all the flipping time.
Stay sharp, be special, don't believe the pish
When others are so confidently wrong.
I wouldn't even want to play along
If all the prizes only come to this
And all the losers have to stumble on
Without the realisation that they're wrong.
The future is the dream we get to share,
A fantasy for only us, a pair
Of independent lovers joined for life.
I'm proud to tell the world that you're my wife.