No Fret

Hanging out
With some friends
Put your shoes on
The quest
Resumes at noon

Better get in through
The bedroom window
Cause it's too much fun, it is
Worth all the risk
Your made-up comrades
Will approve

Panels you
Learnt to make from scratch
Banners spread
On the job
Don't fret too much
For your coming of age

Don'trush
The scars on your knees
Say it all
The lines on your face
Are yet to come
They come on one by one
Take a trip
Captain of yourown ship
It's ok to be young
And do some silly shit

No fret
Before it's clear
What's there to find
Past that bridge, that bridge

I'd lend you this armor of mine
But your limbs are way too small
To fit yet, to fit

No need to rush it
No need to rush
Enjoy the fields