I remember when Halloween still mattered
And the summer winds
When they came in
It blew out the chalk dust from under our nails
We had a camp ground
Where we'd go down and drink from the sprinkler
And that water smells worse than it tastes
Wet pavement and something metallic
Unshaved and terrified in the mirror
I convinced myself I lived when I was young
I searched for peace of mind in suburban life
A quiet home with a quiet wife
It can't be found
No it can't be found
Now I miss who I once was
But maybe I'm bitter
I surrounded myself
With the things I thought mattered
Like a job that I hate
And a reliable car
An empty apartment
And fake friends from the bar
I don't feel grown up
I just pretend to get by
They say that ignorance is bliss
I've come to know why
I want that ignorance back
I want that innocence back
I wasted my youth when I was young
Artist: Canaan
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