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Remember when you were a kid |
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The simple things were what mattered most |
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Time will change a man |
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His dreams and hopes will slowly fade away |
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Sit in space all day |
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Your childhood fears will drift away |
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Suddenly you're left |
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With a handful of memories |
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Wooden walls combust in time |
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The hammering sounds call again |
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Ring the bell inside my head |
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The liquid in my head |
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If I stand perfectly still |
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Remember the jokes and friends and folks |
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Like a scrapbook scraping |
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The depths of my brain |
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Step inside the world |
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Your childhood fears will soon drift away |
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Suddenly you're left |
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With a handful of memories |
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Wooden walls combust in time |
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The hammering sounds call again |
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Ring the bell inside my head |
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The liquid in my |
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Wooden walls combust in time |
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The hammering sounds call again |
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Ring the bell inside my head |
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The liquid in my head |
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The liquid in my head |
