I forgot the memories
Of childhood so sweet
Miniature bubbles
I burst every week that were gold
A seat on the stairs
A cave by the sink
A tiger to partner
The people we hoodwinked our friends
But now I’ve turned away my head
Thought I was dead, buried alive
The sky is at peace within itself
There’s nothing to tell, nothing at all
The tread on my tires
Is wearing away
I’m losing contact
What can I say to the time
Wandering feet discovered the world
Broken and sore
Fell in love with a girl
Who’s now gone
But now I’ve turned away my head
Thought I was dead, buried alive
The sky is at peace within itself
There’s nothing to tell, nothing at all
Now these old weary eyes
Are painted with white to look alive
We were sold a matchstick lie
And it’s burned me alive
now it’s time to go back
My friend from the field
The egg and spoon race
Starts with a bang
So remember my face this time
I came back to get you
And now you are here
Tired and hungry
Lend me your ears, I will sing
I will not turn away my head
Thought I was dead, buried alive
The sky is at peace within itself
There’s nothing to tell, nothing at all
No, I will not turn away my head
Leave you for dead, buried alive
The sky is at peace within itself
There’s nothing to tell, nothing at all