Sleeping-walking through paradise
It takes so long to realize
That the wonder of your youth
Is a gift that you can lose
Things I once could not believe
Now desensitize, my eyes can barely see
The sunrise hardly leaves me amazed these days
Nothing seems to do the trick
We lost it back in ’96 when all we did
Was dream of someday being big
But now we dream of being kids again
Yawning at these scenic roads
Much less the daily miracles
Every marvel in this life
Has slowly been commodified
So when I feel a tingling
The more I strain, the more that feeling up and leaves
The sunrise hardly leaves me amazed these days
Nothing seems to do the trick
We lost it back in ’96 when all we did
Was dream of someday being big
And now we dream of being kids again
Can we get it back?
Have we lost our chance?
Childhood slipping like
Water through our hands
Can we get it back?
Have we missed our chance?
Childhood slipping like
Water, water, water (Through our hands)
The sunrise hardly leaves me amazed these days
Nothing seems to do the trick
We lost it back in ’96 when all we did
Was dream of someday being big
But now we dream of being kids again
Song by Glenmerle
Written by Thomas James Wilson