Getting ready to 'grow up'
Elsewhere in twentytwelve, somewhere to the close, She caps her doubts and fears and childhood In a message, in a bottle. She sets it free, the trapped fear, free in the bottle, Hopes she’ll smile when she'll find it on the other side of world and time, As she'll cap her ‘grown-up’ doubts once again In a message, in a bottle. She hopes those fears that she trapped down, Shall not return, shall not come to pass And so she pushed the cork as tight as could In the bottle. She hopes those fears that she set free Shall drift along, far from her, across the world In the bottle.