Stay, sweet idyllic youths of May Will your values stay the same As your summer starts to fade? Wait, for the laugh that makes you shake Tone to which your comfort breaks Your bones now have turned to clay I'll sway, till the note starts to decay I will quake to your dismay, I will smolder in your haze So stay sweet idyllic youths of May May you never halt your ways, may your heart race once a day There is nothing wrong with excitement An alacrity in your voice They'll try to destroy your passion and joys it's true There is nothing wrong with you "Such a brilliant observation But I'm immune to your assertations" They say you deserve this, they make you feel worthless "I'm the gray above the pines Harbinger of darker times" Stifle the voices, that poison your choices There is nothing wrong with excitement An alacrity in your voice They'll try to destroy your passion and joys it's true There is nothing wrong with you We could eke out an escape If we left our things today... There is nothing wrong with excitement An alacrity in your voice They'll try to destroy your passion and joys it's true There is nothing wrong with you