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    In my memories
    I can see the sky as it was when I was a child
    Gazing up above the fences of our yard
    It was endless, so beautiful and blue

    My world, the world I knew was so small
    Our humble home the universe
    There were no crowds, no town
    No thoughts of backing out

    I haven't been able to since then
    To just lie in the grass
    And let my thoughts run into those endless skies
    To lose all track of time
    And just live again

    Everything has changed now, and changed forever
    I can't see the vibrant colours as they used to be
    Or hear the wind rustling through the trees
    It's all lost it's flavour

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    All hope has slowly been replaced by fear
    Fear of destitution, fear of rejection and of failure
    Fear of losing it all

    I sometimes feel that the only reason for perseverance
    Is in the hope of feeling once more like we did when we were children
    Of feeling the security of our family, and of our childhood
    And the belief that things really would get better

    I chanced to walk past that old house the other day
    I am still there, somehow, lying in the grass
    Looking up and watching the clouds pass by
    The child is still there, in that calm world
    Forever innocent, forever hopeful
    His Mother and Father will always be there to love him

    I thought to myself as I passed
    That I have made so many mistakes in my life
    I have drifted so far from the path
    That I can no longer find my way back through the darkness
    That I have failed this child so utterly, so completely
    Just as the reality of the world has failed him

    That I don't deserve to be here, in this place

    I stood then and looked at our house one last time
    Just long enough to allow what happiness remained in me
    To leave my body, and rejoin that child in his perfect world
    Of love and joy, and laughter
    Of warmth and peace, and beauty
    Before turning back toward the decaying highway
    And returning to the awful mess my life has become

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