emerald lake, ab

left arms burnt

we head for the lake

a bit more sun than we could take

i'll push the jimmy

if you push the dave

then we could sink down to the bottom and say

what a fine life we are living

and i think you'll agree

that the train tracks are complimentary

to squishing pennies and kissing girls

we scratched our names all in a row

into a tree

in hopes it would grow

into the tallest tree the forest ever would know

we'd climb up to the top and shout to below

what a fine life we are living