Lyrics:
Fame makes a fool out of anyone
Fame takes you back to the golden childhood
Fame makes you think that you're having fun
Fame the game
Get
I was born in Lil' Rock
Had a childhood sweetheart
We were always hand in hand
I was hightop shoes and shirt tails
Suzy was in pig tails
I know
we're in a video-game dream,
There is no lover in this numbered scene
We summon every childhood ghost we've seen,
Then suddenly we hear that Mike Post
stood by her bedside, those last few moments
I lived my childhood again
I thought of you, Brother and of the old homestead
And my tears, they fell like
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
Can true love fail
Then I would miss the childhood wish
And haven't I sung to you
Of the knight in armor bright
Faithful and true to you
Darling,
Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you with childhood fantasies
Well I'm all grown up now
Can you still help somehow
I'm not
That gun butt felt so smooth and warm cradled in your palm
Oh your childhood cried out in your head "they mean to do you harm"
"Don't ever ride
Take me down to the water
Take me back to the source
Call the meeting to order
And let it run its course
Take me back to my childhood
When I was so
we mean, mean what we say
Trajectories from the past are taking their toll and
What we do now is future molding
Columbine bowling, childhood stolen
Appealing and there´s a spot
On the ceiling of my childhood bedroom
And can these dreams you can´t imagine
Will never match the vision
That you had
across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
unfold
Precious father loving mother fly across the lonely years
And the old home scenes from my childhood in fond memory appear
Precious mem'ries how they
the best childhood that money just can't buy
And I owe it all to free good folks who took me in when mom began to die
They always told me son just do what's
That psycho, that psychologist
Asked me about my drinking ways
Every question that he asked me
All related back on to my childhood days
But if
and be happy;
These pictures of sadness
Are not all they seem.
Are you so old that you've no childhood?
Is your timeline so unreal
That all your sunsets
and die.
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy days so long ago.
My boyhood friends and my own relations.
Have all passed on like
father, loving mother
Glide across the lonely years
And old home's scenes of my childhood
In fond memories appears
Precious memories, how they linger
and dreams
You are all this and more now
Childhood recalls how
You are
Visions and
Christmas
We are your children
You take us back when
Ever
hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
the . . . past unfold . . .
Like memories in gold.
Some tunes remind us of our childhood days . . .
Sunday afternoons and . . . songs of praise . . .
Childhood part of my life, it wasn't very pretty.
You see, I was born and raised in the slums of the city,
It was a one room shack that slept ten
mean what we say
Trajectories from the past are taking their toll and
What we do now is future moulding
Columbine bowling, childhood stolen
We need
her knees
With the arms of a loving childhood
Wrapped around her
All the wonders of the world surround her
And with the angels up above her soul
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