Typewriter of the Cotton-Top Tamarin

soft noises of lagoons fill the caverns of the desert
don't you know what it feels like to live?
Kites made of tweed soar above your eyes
fondness abounds in those glorious globes
didn't we see the most perilous sights,
knowing full well that this thrilling moment could be our last?
Lasting happiness comes when you
find the life you want to live.
don't forget our mad rush towards danger and excitement
so you can pretend you've always been logical.
An irresistable, incredible few years are behind you now—
keep those years within your heart, remember the fond touch of the sky, and
live.