excuse me excuse me yeah you excuse me excuse me excuse me i m looking for my childhood i remember back when everything was all good now it s hard to stay sane searching for a new name but i stay afloat in the stream like we all should i used to love the cool summer breeze and grey days with leaves falling off the trees now i know what i miss i can t hold in my fist but one last touch would set me free somebody set me free from this trap that you all call the real world it s all old but in my heart i m still young and my soul says that i should have fun but to have one you gotta have some kind of billfold to survive they say you have to have a job you hate 9 to 5 every day pushing you closer to the grave what do we throw what do we save what do we know well what are we waiting for lets lay on our backs and talk about the cloud s shapes i know all the different memories are floating in the sky the ones of the earliest years catch my eye and as you grow you find new hills to climb but there s nothing like doing something for the first time yeah now instead of the sky i look at the ceiling just trying to get a good feeling so if you talk and i m giggling it s not cos i m not listening i m just trying to be a kid again flipping up these notebooks looking for my childhood staring at the sunset looking for my childhood flowing with the music looking for my childhood walking through this cold world looking for my childhood but were did it go but were did it go but were did it go but were did it go and if i never get anything at least my name s common enough to always be on the souvenir license plates the sign says walk and yet they try to cut me off cos i was wrong when i thought pedestrians had the right of way in the center of my innocence pretense are a percentage of resent for my indolence but i can be credited for everything that i finish without a footstep to follow the walls are full of color yet the ground is so hollow so what happened to the happiness we had inhabited the magic averages the year were we stop our imagination start with the education stifling the childhood i d turn us all back into children if i could i d turn us all back into children if i could and lead us all to play in the woods excuse me have you seen my red balloon i need to catch up with it pretty soon it makes me complete while i have a heartbeat i plan on flying with it to the moon why s everybody acting like they grown up in a big rush to take on responsibility i m telling em stay young cos the day will come and when it does you can t surrender willingly now if they re feeling me or not still i ve gotta get my point across the coin is tossed into the air into a void of loss i call both heads and tails address the trail and set my sails but i wanna have fun i wanna live like there ain t no tomorrow with no consequences to my actions concentrating on my passions laughing at the ripples in the lake from the rocks i threw innocence of not knowing what s labelled impossible the curiosity that killed schrodinger s cat was the only thing that kept him alive matter of fact i wanna wonder wanna be scared of the thunder and the dark and the figments of my mind that live under my bed but nowadays your monsters can t be ignored they demand full attention and causing a war for 18 birthdays i felt fine but i lost my childhood somewhere down the line for 18 birthdays i felt fine but i lost my childhood somewhere down the line 3
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