You can go.
You can travel the woods alone, and hum beautiful melodies.
You can dance with the squirrels, and rabbits, and bears.
You can smell the maples trees, and the wonderful flowers that grow here and there.
But I should warn you now, the night brings other things.
Once the night captures the woods, all noises are haunting.
If your lights don't adjust to the woods fast enough, you may be running a race, with creatures you never knew about.
But, if you need me. I'll still be there.
Just look to the star and find the brightest star in the sky.
There I'll be.
In never never land.
Because, you know what?
While you're growing up in the scary forest, I'll be with my good ol' friend Peter Pan discussing how lame it is to be a man.
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