Summer Day (A story of childhood lost)
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All along the green tree line
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Is where we used to spend our time
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In the fields we used to climb
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Running in the pines
Now the fields are covered with hot blacktop
And the trees replaced with a traffic cop
All the kids they sit inside
From the blistering sun they hide
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What ever happened to the summer day when just outside we used to play
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Down by the rippling creek we?d stay until the sun went down all the way
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all the way
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What ever happened to the summer day
Way down by the old spring mill
Or running deep into the rolling hills
As Cowboys and Indians we played our brand
Of make believe across the land
Now the spring is covered with warning signs
And the games replaced with a media shrine
All the kids they watch T.V.
From the simple old fun they flee
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We bounced 4-square in the quiet street
Climbed the oaks in our dirty bare feet
Spent all night in the old tree fort
But for supper we?d report
Now the road is loud with screaming cars
And the lights to bright to see the stars
All the kids they are flying high
From Ritalin not their climb
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