There was a lantern
Hung in a tree
So full of fear
It could have been me
Dream tangerine
Showed us a way
I kissed a girl
I remember this day

I remember the summers
As we sing in the fall
Happy to be with you
Want to take you all
Sending love to the moonboy
From the birds of our hands
Sending love to the moonboy
From the marching band

Good [bad word] With the queen of clubs
Take us for a ride
On our magic bus
Walkman and watchman
They had a fight
Walkman beat a watchman
Now the bus takes flight