Paint a street scene in Paris just before the dawn Dance in the showers of a late night Summer storm Write your stories in glory, fly on sister'd wings Your tickled neck is her whisper Do all the things Plan a trip to the Sahara just to bathe in the sun Burn your tires to the metal like you're always on the run Hug your family tightly to fuel your heart machines Piano keys that she once played Do all the things All the things in your heart All the things in your dreams It doesn't matter, big or small Oh, yeah, do it all Whisper sister secrets that stay within the hedge Stomp your feet, and kiss the book in solidarity pledge Plan the castles in the attic before your golden rings Paper birds sing her song Do all the things Drink the painful rain that drips on her memory Draft another stack bound with self-reverie Scream from the tallest, so the mountains hear your dreams She's always here reminding you Do all the things All the things in your heart All the things in your dreams It doesn't matter, big or small Oh, yeah, do it all (All the things) (All the things) n-na, n-n-na, na-na-n (All the things) (All the things) na-na-na, na-na-na, yeah, yeah Oh, do all the things