Lyrics to an Old Song I Wrote

Chicken wire and crepe paper
wrapped around a hayrack,
towed behind a pickup
in the homecoming parade
in a town as small as this one,
maybe smaller, but that was
too long ago, my distant past,
my childhood a charade

CHORUS:
I had a dream last night
you turned around and asked me why
I wasn't coming home again --
I couldn't tell you (2x)

Traps set in the corners
of the hallways of my high school,
memories like tigers
crouched and ready there to spring;
tried to do my best
to be invisible, but that was impossible,
a waste of time,
a waste of everything.

CHORUS

Tried to tell the people
with their eyes glued to the tv set
to look at something else
besides the color of their hate
I was just a child then
but I wasn't, but that was 'cause
I couldn't be,
it wasn't fair,
you can't go back to change my fate

CHORUS

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