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This is about growing up. I know many people have covered this subject but I feel like it needs to be heard from the point of view of someone who won't turn growing up into a cookie-cutter problem. I wrote this as a song and maybe once i get a guitar i'll sing it for you. :]


Submitted:May 23, 2008    Reads: 120    Comments: 7    Likes: 4   


I knew a boy
Who never left home without his
Rose-colored glasses
Secured
Til the world ripped them off
And every good he ever saw
Was crushed
Underfoot

I knew a girl
Who said I want to be on TV
Just give me lights
Action now
She boarded a train
Spit on the ground and said
If they
Could see me now

Just stop
Thinking has consumed my being
And my nightmares
Are stalking me
That girl
Most beautiful in the world is nothing
She's a ghost, my misery

But if we could all be kings and queens
If we could all relive our dreams
Sometimes we need the rain
Sometimes I just wish you'd stay
Oh on and on

And I had a dream
About a life lived happily
My mother said
"Son where you been?"
Take off your shoes
They're worn and faded anyhow
You must've walked a ways
To get home again

But just stop
This thinking has consumed my being
I wish my nightmares
Would let me be
That girl
Most beautiful in the world is nothing
She's a ghost, my misery

If we could all be kings and queens
If we could all relive our dreams
Sometimes we need the rain
Sometimes I just wish you'd stay
Oh on and on

And I knew a boy
Who never left home without his
Rose colored glasses
Secured
He dreamt of a day
When he could get away
Boy you're moving
Too Fast





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