playing pretend

Wearing a flower in gold harvest swelter
Olive branch antlers
Held tight inside both hands
The rulers of the land

Hope by some miracle forces will fail
The river runs still
And the sun stops in her chart
No more gravity to keep things apart

And if you can believe I'm that leaf on the breeze
Flying to where you can see
You can almost forget
We live in separate worlds

Keep the grass underneath
And under the same heat
I will find you again
In our separate worlds

Can we keep playing pretend?
Can we keep playing pretend?
I care about you, you're my friend