Before I Die

I want to be like Florence Welch.

I want to sing and dance.

Jump the picket fence.

Start a ruckus in the store.

Stomp the grass until my feet turn green.

Run through alleys and cause echoes to bounce.

Wake the neighbors till they get mad.

Dream of paradise when the blinds go down.

Skip shadow to shadow without a sound.

Hop around the kitchen while mother cooks.

Go to father's house to see the sights.

Walk on the lake to scare the locals.

Say things that most wouldn't like.

And fall asleep at night.

Get up early in the morning instead of afternoon.

To greet the family as they wake.

Eat breakfast without a rush.

Or sneering for no reason.

Oh what to do before I die.