the stillness of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold Precious father, loving mother Fly across the lonely years And old home scenes of my childhood
I'm killin' ya dues Neighborhood things livin' out my childhood dreams It's not what it seems behind the scenes when everyone leaves I'm a good man with
stillness of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold Precious father, loving mother Fly across the lonely years And the old home scenes of my childhood
Brainwashed in our childhood Brainwashed by the school Brainwashed by our teachers And brainwashed by all their rules Brainwashed by our leaders By our
I'm flying high In the thoughts of my tomorrows From my past no regrets Only memories of sorrow, lies. Innocence nobody sees All the intentions underneath Childhood dreams are nightmares to scenes
girl Epilogue: Childhood scenes of you and me Still reaching out to live our fantasies Part of you, another side That you won't ever have to Hide from
we share Then our mothers would call us to move to the kitchen To eat at the table that she had prepared The scenes of my childhood, I'll always remember
you Was stolen from a book I read something about kisses In a science magazine Something they can't capture In the sweetest movie scenes She is waving
actress in this bedroom scene She's learning her lines from glossy magazines Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams Auditioning for the leading
of the midnight Precious sacred scenes unfold In the stillness of the midnight Echoes from the past I hear Old time singing gladness bringing From that
In the stillness of the midnight precious sacred scenes unfold [ piano ] Precious father loving mother fly across the lonely years And the old home scenes of my childhood
when we played our cwboy games I stood in line to see him ride across our small town screen And in my mind's eye I rode with him in every scene And he
all the ones you want and then Give the rest to my family I'm gonna go back to school today But I'm dropping myself off I'm throwing the childhood scenes
his dark isolation Just what business does, he have around here Credentials are wearing out with each little bit of cheer Yes, it's a bad scene we're
gots you figured Yo, wassup, wassup, is money out here? Yo, I just got a call from that nigga, Tiki Remember that nigga Tiki? He on his way from down
in my childhood try to explain What is wrong in the scenes of the mirror We can never save its fall even with fast claws What is wrong in the scenes
, this from the heart That some of y'all gone have to go through man Everybody on the sound of my voice, this from the soul Everything gone be cool man, from
