Smothered in tickles and farts.
Feeling grateful…
Smothered in tickles and farts.
Smothered in tickles and farts.
We’ve known it all along.
There’s no going back.
It will always be about making the most of our time at hand.
There’s no right or wrong.
Like yesterday, we’ll make it up as we go today.
Looking for me? …you’ll likely find Finn.
Lookng for Finn? …you’ll likely find me (or where I was last).
The older we get, the more likely it’s true.
Look for one, find two.