

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Dust on the map in my bedroom drawer Dragons drawn in ballpoint pen Used to ride storms on the back of a chair Till the clock dragged me back again Grew up in schedules Passwords Parking lots Armor made of coffee cups And a name on a plastic box [Chorus] I wanna return to fantasy Kick down the gate in my old blue jeans Crown made of paper Heart on my sleeve Let the wild things carry me I wanna return to fantasy Where the doubts all fall like enemy kings If the world gets loud I’ll still believe In the fire I used to see in me [Verse 2] Emails like arrows Pinned to the wall Heroes turned to headlines Fade when they fall But under this ID badge There’s a kid with a cardboard shield Still tracing constellations On a cracked windshield [Chorus] I wanna return to fantasy Kick down the gate in my old blue jeans Crown made of paper Heart on my sleeve Let the wild things carry me I wanna return to fantasy Where the doubts all fall like enemy kings If the world gets loud I’ll still believe In the fire I used to see in me [Bridge] Raise up your rusted rings (hey!) Old scars Secret things Every broken plan Is a map back to where we began [Chorus] I wanna return to fantasy Kick down the gate in my old blue jeans Crown made of paper Heart on my sleeve Let the wild things carry me I’m gonna return to fantasy Sing to the dark till it starts to sing If the world gets loud I’ll still believe In the fire I always had in me
Tags
rock, Arena rock with a hint of prog: overdriven guitars, roomy drums, and soaring male vocals. Verses ride a mid-tempo groove with chugging power chords; chorus explodes with stacked harmonies and a bright lead line. Bridge drops to half-time with tom-heavy drums and atmospheric pads before a climactic, guitar-driven final chorus.
3:39
No
4/5/2026