Pan. Peter Pan. The boy who will never grow up.
Still a child, but still thinks he knows all.
He flys time and time again. The little mutt
Can’t see straight as he takes flight over The Atoll.
Oh Smee, he can’t see. No! He won’t see.
Children, mermaids, indians, fairies, fun
Are all he wants to see, but pirates at sea
Now that’s a sight he needs to gaze upon.
We argh pirates to his fantasy, but
We argh truly brave nights in disguise
We argh part of the world of actuality
We argh the ones he fights from sunset to sunrise.
He has a tick-tock crocodile on his side
While I am forced to face the beast, and
Yes! I deal with time and time again and I do not hide
Because I manage to survive it at least.
Pan. Peter Pan. The boy who will forever be a coward.
Still a child, but will neverland in reality.