First we'd climb a tree and maybe then we'd talk
  Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts
  With illusions of someday casting a golden light
  No dress rehearsal, this is our life
  That's when the hornet stung me and I had a feverish dream
  With revenge and doubt tonight we smoke them out
    You are ahead by a century
    Stare in the morning shroud and then the day began
  I tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand
  Rain falls in real time and rain fell through the night
  No dress rehearsal, this is our life
    That's when the hornet stung me and I had a serious dream
  With revenge and doubt tonight, we smoked them out
    You are ahead by a century
  But this is our life and disappointing you getting me down