Oh saddle a daydream

Break ‘em like you used to

Paint the whole scene

On a dirt road ride

After a stop at the 5 and dime

Candy in hand

Eyes fixed

Mind building worlds

With secret villains

Hidden perils

Such confusion

The whole tribe

In need of a hero

On a ten-speed bike

And it felt good

To be perfect

For the task

Everyone living

There in that cling

Eagerly agreed

Something had to be done

And it all came down to me

Coincidentally