This is a Picnic (Interlude)

[Interlude]

I remember once when I was five years old

And she was probably twelve

My sister put some chocolate chip cookies

In a brown paper bag, grabbed this

Blanket... uhm, and she took it out

To the backyard and spread it out

And we sat down and she opened

The bag, and gave me a cookie

And then she said: "RuRu, this is a picnic,"

And that was the first time I learned

How to use my imagination to turn

Something very basic into something...

That was magical