I'd rather be naive Than a nihilist You choose your chair I choose to fight this I'd rather be naive Than a hopeless cynic You argue for your ego Not to be constructive Can you see the future? Is it crystal clear? How in this short life Did you find all the answers? Can you see the future? Is it crystal clear? How in this short life Did you find so many answers I choose to fight I won't give up on life I choose to fight I won't give up on life I'd rather be naive And learn to fall with grace Not tense brittle with fear Open eyes face my mistakes I'd rather be naive Dare to care and to create Moved by each encounter Contaminate Collaborate Oh you know how its all going to pan out Don't you? I choose to fight I choose to fight I choose to fight I choose to fight I choose to fight I choose to fight I choose to fight You cannot bleed our sense of possibility In the darkness we see constellations We will not be silenced We are imperfect Entangled Looming We're not finished We never fucking will be