Digging up the ground
Burying stones like they were gold
Soil all over the body but
Carefree if mom was going to scold
Scribbling on the walls with
Colors we didn’t know what, were called
Didn’t matter if someone’s going to judge
No self notes to not sing aloud
Was that us? We wanted to grow up
Was that us? Well we didn’t get any heads up
Was that us? Thinking we can make own choices
Was that us? Dreaming perfect pretty lives
Who knew that so quickly
All our sweet days would get rolled
Even before we could spell our names
We were already getting called old
I just wish mom would evoke me
From this nightmare that’s so cold
And I’d wake up with no more longing
To grow up and fight battles my heart can’t hold
Was that us? We wanted to grow up
Was that us? Well we didn’t get any heads up
Is this us? Younger souls trapped in older bodies?
Let’s be us; Live like there’s no more sorry.
