The Back Lot

Can you come out and play today? For we are older now and need not fear if we fall in the water. For no one would dare to say a word Should we come home with mud in our hair. Let us once more evade the monsters And dance through the meadows with the glimmering fairies. In the lovely world we used to dwell in. Where the clouds turn to spaceships And distant travelers come to walk our world with us. It has been so long since we have spoken To giant beetles and magic fish. Let us visit the dam and the old wishing tree And perhaps, for a moment, see never never land again.