[Verse 1] He popped up where the highway shrugs off the last streetlight, bare feet kicking up dust from the gravel there. Backpack stuffed with folded comets and leftover change from Andromeda, grinning like he already knew every joke the grown-ups were still trying to understand. “I’ll trade you the moon,” he said, voice like root beer and radio static, “for those three scratched marbles in your pocket and that tired ‘someday’ you keep saving.” [Chorus] He’s the boy who traded the moon for marbles! Swapped Jupiter’s red spot for a slingshot and some marbles! Says the cosmos is too polite, the quiet too well-behaved, he’s here to teach it how to misbehave. He’s the unexpected child, pockets full of maybe, turning every “never” into “watch this, baby!” [Verse 2] He sold the Big Dipper to a trucker for extra fries and a wink, bought back a busted yo-yo and called it “how time flies when you stop counting.” Told a bored highway patrolman the speed limit on wonder is “whatever makes you giggle,” then vanished in a puff of laughing dust, leaving the officer standing there smiling at nothing. [Bridge] He doesn’t want wisdom. He wants tickle fights with black holes. Collects almosts, what-ifs, and almost-broke-my-soul. Says seriousness is just fear wearing a fancy hat, and he’s here to knock it off, just like that— wham! [Final Chorus] He’s the boy who traded the moon for marbles! Gave Orion’s belt for five glassy marbles! Now the sky feels lighter, a little crooked and free, and I’m standing here richer with nothing but glee. The unexpected child, wild and perfectly wrong, reminding the desert how to laugh its own wild laugh! [Outro?] Last thing he yelled as he ran toward the horizon line: “Tell the grown-ups the stars get lonely for bad ideas sometimes!” Then gone. Leaving nine marbles warm in my hand… and one noticeably cheekier moon hanging overhead. (Woo hoo hoo oooooh!) He popped up where the highway shrugs off the last streetlight! Bare feet kicking up dust from the gravel there! Backpack stuffed with folded comets and leftover change from Andromeda… (Woooo!) He popped up where the highway shrugs off the last streetlight! He popped up where the highway shrugs off... the last streetlight! He popped up where the highway shrugs off the last... streetlight. He popped up where the highway shrugs off the last streetlight! He popped up where the highway shrugs off... the last streetlight...
