Welcome to Neverland by Sarah Kate Daskal

Pan flutes hanging from tied up strings

Lost Boys play with Lost Boy things

Indians dance to offbeat drums

Pixies, fairies all twiddle their thumbs

Crocodile clocks ticking past ships

Hook can’t form words, trembling lips

Caverns all filled with gold and riches

Neverland may leave you a couple stitches

But not shocked am I that I am here

Dare I say, I’ve got nothing to fear

Cause growing up was such a bore

I’ve got nothing to question, not anymore

Nobody needs me, I’m off on my own

I can walk where I want, I can be all alone

Flying through forests all covered in dust

Never thought I’d run out of faith and trust

Walking through willows and whirling through water

Not proper behavior for a banker’s daughter

and sometimes I miss it, I want to go back

But Peter won’t let me, says I can’t even pack

I’m starting to wonder if this place is alright

starting to wonder how to slip away at night

Lost boys go missing, going, going, gone

Indians go stone face, all red faced at dawn

Pan flutes make no noise, no sound, are silent

Pixies, fairies all mad, all get too violent

How do I leave here, how do I go home

Don’t wanna grow up, but wanna just roam

“Second star to the right..” should have come with a warning

Cause no one knows if you’ll make it til morning