Minds Awake - Rumspringa

Minds awake

We’re like the coming of dawn

As eyes lay earthly

Steak is cooked well done

Yes, climb upon

This hill with us

Yes, pick a flower

But don’t let it die

This chain link fence supports my weight

As the sun beats down upon the fray

And as she tries to squirm an scream

Oh, well, I close my eyes and begin to dream