Text: Dogwood. 1983.

When we were kids our dreams were invincible
When we were young our whole lives ahead of us
And it was well understood
We'd all become astronauts and firemen

Let's not pretend we all become famous
Let's not pretend there's more to this then we hoped for
For we knew the rules when we were still children
You blow it, you fail it, disappointment

It's well on its way, well understood
And you have a place to be
(When we were young)
Time on our hands
Still out of our hands just like rain
(It rained so hard)
Time ran away and left us afraid

Your parents are proud, you've got everything
No passion at hand, you'll be Ivy League
It's more probable we all become salesmen
You know it, you fear it, mediocrity

It's well on its way, well understood and this is your life
Don't apoligize for what you are because you're a star
I hope you find contentment I pray you find an answer
'Cause life is better than your occupation, revelation

When we were
(When we were young)
Time on our hands
Still out of our hands
Just like rain
(It rained so hard)
Time ran away and left us afraid