Beneath the snow lies a dream that I once had

and I know that I'll never go back

to the Christmas colored neighborhood

as thoughtful as a card

with a plastic baby Jesus in the yard

And it was all, and it was nothing at all.



What we didn't know, we didn't think to ask

and the world was just a globe we used in class

Where the gym teacher was always mean

and as far as we could tell

he only exercised his right to yell



As the kings of boredom we ruled as we knew how

or at least as long as our curfews would allow

Couple skates, lovesick songs in moments without pause

as Johnny Cougar amplified our cause



We were the great believers

that dreams came with stars

and freedom just depended on the car

until one day the sky fell in and freedom lost control

and ran off the road and hit a pole