Alacrity

Stay, sweet idyllic youths of May
Will your values stay the same
As your summer starts to fade?

Wait, for the laugh that makes you shake
Tone to which your comfort breaks
Your bones now have turned to clay

I'll sway, till the note starts to decay
I will quake to your dismay, I will smolder in your haze

So stay sweet idyllic youths of May
May you never halt your ways, may your heart race once a day

There is nothing wrong with excitement
An alacrity in your voice
They'll try to destroy your passion and joys it's true
There is nothing wrong with you

"Such a brilliant observation
But I'm immune to your assertations"
They say you deserve this, they make you feel worthless

"I’m the gray above the pines
Harbinger of darker times"
Stifle the voices, that poison your choices

There is nothing wrong with excitement
An alacrity in your voice
They'll try to destroy your passion and joys it's true
There is nothing wrong with you

We could eke out an escape
If we left our things today...

There is nothing wrong with excitement
An alacrity in your voice
They'll try to destroy your passion and joys it's true
There is nothing wrong with you