THE LYRICS:
Oh
is it snowing?
Here it’s 80 outside
Great for a bicycle ride
He’ll probably hide in his room
Gazebo shining
And the street lamps aglow
Thinking back on it he knows
He did all he could…
Hear
brother talking
And he’s grown up now
Weird how the telephone hears
How many years sneak by
Sled down the hill fast
Always was safety at home
Even when bedrooms
And parents were cold
They were always there
Chorus:
Not much left to the boy
Who could jump through stars
He always thought he could
Jump the stars
Anne he idolized you.
He’s
always crumbled slow
With his teeth in a grin
Supermodels suck their stomachs in
Like thinkers do their feelings
Wind shakes the trees and the walls
Ice mosaics on his windowpane
Wish for the simple again
When the dumb things said
Were profound
Repeat Chorus
Trash
can’s one photo away
From forgetting those years
Can’t be in the nineteen club forever
Now he drives all year long
Windows down
Screaming hurricane lullabies
For now he’ll get by…
Until he needs the ice again
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