Lemonade stands and memories
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Of innocence and purity
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And the noonday sun at ninety degrees
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The things I carry with me
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The ice cream man at four or five
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How'd we flag him down and ask for rides
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And evenings when we'd sit outside
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And name the cloud shapes in the sky
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Those days are gone now and we must carry on
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But I will not forget the things I learned on your front lawn
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And how we rode those dusty trails
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On Huffys and Schwinns from Christmas sales
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Made forts out of crates with rusty nails
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And only came home when our stomachs failed
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Those days are gone now and we must move forward still
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But I will not forget the things I understood at your window sill
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I walked your street again last night
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And laughed to dull the sting of spite
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But your door was dark and it made me cry
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Cause mother always kept you shining bright
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But things they change and people grow
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And move in step with the green paper flow
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But deep inside I wonder or maybe I already know
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They they never really find the answers
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80-37
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Mineral |