The Contingency Plan

The Last Trip to Mars

The Contingency Plan


Sweet seventeen, never been kissed 
He had never known what he had missed 
Laying in the grass, playing in the stars 
Our hero makes his final trip to mars 

Thoughts seems to change, now what's on his mind 
Floating down a river wasting time 
Playing in the mud, basking in the sun 
At the O.K. Corral with his gun 

And he's lost in a daydream 
Never to return 
A picture in the glowing embers burns 
Let's the hours pass 
Hours turn to years 
He's smiling and no one really cares 

He's gazing at the clouds 
And he's drinking lemonade 
Lean against a tree 
And we're drowning in the shade 
Staring in his eyes 
But still he can't be seen 
Then their lips meet for the first time 
And this life's a dream 

Under full moon, playing with his friends 
At a time when nothing seems to end 
Take a look around, isn't this great 
At a time when growing up can wait