Do you remember the olden days, or are you just dreaming?
Dreaming of a yesterday that never existed except in the mind of the dreamer
Do you remember the good ole days, or was it just imagination?
A child's wonder that couldn't be shattered by a horrible reality
When you could play outside on a lazy summer day
Never worrying about life, just expecting it to last forever
Or till the streetlights saved you from the whooping of a lifetime
When the crickets and frogs sung songs in the middle of the night
When life seemed to flow without interruption
Yea, i remember the good ole days, or what we perceived as good
Maybe we were naive, maybe lost in thoughts consumed with what we're doing for the summer
Maybe todays child has an understanding that need not have
Maybe they just need to be kids again
Maybe just maybe
They can enjoy the life of a child
And not worry with the mess the adults have created