Lyrics

It's time for a look at those old home movies
You go back to when we were free from our duties
It's an optical spectacle, made for your eyes
And a hole for your soul, to go down as it dies
To go down as it dies.

You can't let yourself dream if you got to make a living
It will mess you up bad, it will take all you are giving
You can try to pretend that your somebody cool
Who has everything they want including the pool
Including the pool.

I go down by the school at the start of September
And the smell in the air helps me start to remember
All the things that I loved long before I was part
Of the whole life I gave up to be someone smart
And it hardened my heart.

To the things that are simple and free and forgotten
To just suck on the straw when you get to the bottom
To be dumb as a rock and to feel all brand new
To be simple and free and to know who is you
Yea to know who is you.

Well it's time for a look at those old home movies
We go back to when we were free from your duties
It's an optical spectacle made for your eyes
And a hole for your soul, to go down as it dies
To be dumb as a rock and to, feel all brand new to be
Simple and free and to know who is you yeah to know, who is you.

Well it's time for a look at those old home movies.

©1999 Randy Green