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It was a summer night |
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I took off in my old man's car |
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I rolled the windows right on down |
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I cranked up the radio |
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And chased the meteors |
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On a dirt road out of town |
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Tonight |
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There's a bonfire in Walker's field |
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Tonight |
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In the firelight our dreams revealed |
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Tonight |
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You can chase away your high school years |
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Shadows dancing wildly at the scene |
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But I never knew right then |
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Just what it means |
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To be eighteen |
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To be eighteen |
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The voice of Jimmy Aberdeen |
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Still washes over me |
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He had a laugh like a thunder cloud |
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He was holding blue spray paint |
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Jimmy was no saint |
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But he could always draw a crowd |
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That night |
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We climbed the water tower in Walker's field |
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That night |
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Above the lights of town our fates were sealed |
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That night |
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Jimmy fell down through the darkness |
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An ambulance brought silence to the scene |
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And carried off the life |
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And broken dreams |
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Of Jimmy Aberdeen |
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Now the years have passed |
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The cabbie taps the glass |
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We're outside |
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My reunion hall |
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He leaves me to the night |
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I count the satellites |
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I see the tower |
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Looming tall... |
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Tonight |
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I'm taking on my memory |
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Tonight |
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I climbed the water tower for all to see |
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Tonight |
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I painted steel |
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With cobalt blue |
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Spelling out |
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My graduation year |
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Above the highway |
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That took me out of here |
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And I finally think |
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I really know |
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What it means |
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To be eighteen |
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Eighteen |
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Eighteen |
