Kid
Sometimes adults need a break from their responsibilities and the societal expectations that force them to always strive to be the best of the best in order to be recognized for their hard work. Sometimes they want to remember the good old days, the carefree childhoods that they spent in their hometowns where everything seemed so much simpler than it is now. These lyrics are filled with memories, both sad and happy, of that simpler period in someone's life, and what they expect to see when they return to their childhood home. Though their outlook on reality at the moment is comparatively bleak, the lyrics are optimistic, filled with hopeful, positive expressions that express their desire to return to their hometown for just one day, and their hope that once they are pulled back once more to reality, they'll be happier than how they had been in the beginning.
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I'm taking the train back home tomorrow
I expect everything to have changed
At least nothing's going to look the same to me
Cause you know we're not kids anymore
I'm going back to the yellow fields
Where cherry trees bloom
Under the bright blue skies
Only a kid would know
Where everything has a color of its own
And you don't have to be somebody
To feel back home
I'm talking about the creek
We ran beside
Where we made friends
Found love and said goodbye
Where family was still something we'd know
Where we'd held hands, stayed up all night
And dance with the fireflies
It's easier then, we were happier you know
I'll be looking for the new kids
With titles made just for fun
I'll be looking for me, the lazy one
Then you, the smart one, and the funny one
Hoping that it'll be us again
Because now we only care about
If you're a nobody or a somebody
And being anyone is a childhood dream
I'm going back to the yellow fields
Where cherry trees bloom
Under the bright blue skies
Only a kid would know
Where everything has a color of its own
And you don't have to be somebody
To feel back home
I'm talking about the creek
We ran beside
Where we made friends
Found love and said goodbye
Where family was still something we'd know
Where we'd held hands, stayed up all night
And dance with the fireflies
It's easier then, we were happier you know
I'll be listening to our classics
The old rock, the smooth jazz
Your favorite pop songs
That you'll never admit you liked
I'll switch over to alternative by then
To the station that drove you mad
Sing until you have to lower the windows
Before our high school dance songs began
I'll buy a speaker or two
Hang the twenty-year-old Christmas lights
Around the house where we grew up
Call all our old friends, our parents, anyone home
To laugh, to love, to cry like old times
In case you're going home with me
So we could be kids again
Just for another day
We're going back to the yellow fields
Where cherry trees bloom
Under the bright blue skies
Only a kid would know
Where everything has a color of its own
And you don't have to be somebody
To feel back home
I'm talking about the creek
We ran beside
Where we made friends
Found love and said goodbye
Where family was still something we'd know
Where we'd held hands, stayed up all night
And dance with the fireflies
It's easier then, we were happier...
And we'll be happier, you know
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