Story Behind The Song

Back as kids, circa 1974 -77, we used to wander through an abandoned school ground that had a certain mystique. It was full of bike trails and semi-wooded areas perfect for tree-climbing, crabapple fights and typical kid activities. The odd thing about i

Song Description

This is a very personal song that may strike some as too subjective. I kept it loose in the associations, letting the listener paint his/her own pictures. I am not sure how I would categorize this song. Some said it sounds "theatric". Interesting, as I have not delved into that musical area before.

Lyrics

There's a place from my childhood that,
Once in a while would come back to me
Like a dream, an oasis
Oh, this place is still a part of me
In memory

Hear a song in the morning, there's a dove on the wire
There's a concrete diamond, three more years ?til the fire
You can see me in the corner where the bike trails run
Having so much fun

In the spring when the ground thaws
Harmless outlaws would gather here
With a bond, ever stronger
As days get longer when summer nears
Those magic years

With a hedge for a border, leading into a wall
Climbing up over fences, then impossibly tall
As we'd hurry to the tree tops, when the games had begun
Having so much fun

Though lost on the avenues of constant changing
Memories find their way
Well-crossed are the paths we choose and realize
How youth is stranger than fiction, when mid-life kicks in
All we take for granted may seem enchanted someday

Faded chalk on the blacktop
By a caved-in backstop for a legacy
But then time, as it passes through rose colored glasses
Looks best to me
And I still can see?

Bottle rockets in a blue sky, the parade passing by
Buried Treasures and a ten speed: happy Fourth of July!
Hear us laughing through the streamers, riding into the sun
Having so much fun

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Ken Collier	My Top Songs	9/10/2007