Beneath the snow lies a dream that I once had
and I know that I'll never go back
to the Christmas colored neighborhood
as thoughtful as a card
with a plastic baby Jesus in the yard
And it was all, and it was nothing at all.
What we didn't know, we didn't think to ask
and the world was just a globe we used in class
Where the gym teacher was always mean
and as far as we could tell
he only exercised his right to yell
As the kings of boredom we ruled as we knew how
or at least as long as our curfews would allow
Couple skates, lovesick songs in moments without pause
as Johnny Cougar amplified our cause
We were the great believers
that dreams came with stars
and freedom just depended on the car
until one day the sky fell in and freedom lost control
and ran off the road and hit a pole
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