Story Behind The Song
I was at an open mic night listening to this very pretty girl singing happy songs in her amazing, sweet voice. It made me want to write something happy.
Song Description
This song is for people to revel in their wonderful childhood memories. It's also for people who would like to pretend they had those memories.
| Song Length |
4:10 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, Rock - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Floating |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Serene |
Subject |
Happiness |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
There are days I can remember once upon a time
when I was very small
Nothing was broken and it all seemed so simple then
Pets were people and trees were magical
Nightlights were stars that always shined
Little girls were angels, little boys were deviled eggs who threw themselves
Soft light in big rooms an electric fireplace bolted to the wall
Big words spoken I was such a happy simpleton
Soaring steeples and Sundays could be wonderful
If I hid inside my mind
Little girls with giggles, little boys just poke and prod the Sunday dress
So hard to recognize this reality
So far the memory flies to get out of me
So hard to realize that grim banality
Is the remnant of inescapable maturity
There are days I can remember once upon a time when I was only small
Until I was awoken to the fractured lives of growing man
Clocks are ticking and the more I push I?m pulled
Into a space that eats my time
Little girls are bigger, and the boys are just as rude but there are days I can remember