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
soul In the stillness of the midnight Precious memories sacred scenes unfold Precious father, loving mother Glide across the lonely years And old homes scenes of my childhood
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
all the crew you need Ready for a mutiny Show me, you're the teacher I would like to learn catch a girl Kiss a girl Epilogue: Childhood scenes of you
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
Look down to discover How come? My childhood obsession Is my record collection So what makes us so squeaky clean? If we're food for worms that's not my scene
The wires dream about swallows in the spring I dreamed about my childhood surrounded by dead things Awakened by the humming that machines make when they
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
linger ever near me And the sacred past unfold Precious father loving mother Fly across the lonely years And old home scenes of my childhood In fond
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
childhood dreaming Taking in these waterfalls Before the world got so deceiving Before you thought you knew it all The beauty of this scene was hitting
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
