Hanging on carpet rack
With my head upside down
Try to walk between the clouds
Draw a path in the dirt
Bottle caps on the line
Don't you want to join the game
Take me back to those days
Take me where we were not afraid
I miss it all
Though I know it won't come back
Rows of cans on the shelf
Recorder ate the tape
Looking for that pen again
Drinking juice through a straw
From a drip like bag
This is how we used to kill the time
Take me...
We'll meet again
Just let the eye curtain fall
Take me...