Puddle Magic - Chestnut Hill Lyrics

Stealing boxes
From the Brewer's Outlet loading dock
The smell of bottlecaps like metal in the mouth
You can taste them still

A sound in motion
Mt Airy's morning cuckoo clock
The driver rings a frantic bell as the trolley hurtles south
From Chestnut Hill

French doors for watching runaway children
A simple corridor
For a family of four

A ringing sound from a memory
When did you know
When did you know
You'd made your first?
In Germantown
In Allen's Lane
Or in your memory?

August evenings
Could slow the hands of time
Patchwork playing fields like a map inside your mind
You can read it still

Four walls around us
Wherever we went
Buried treasure in the hedgerow Schultz and Mugger on our scent
I fear them still

Hide and seek
In the temple of learning
Forbidden reading rooms
Were made for us to find

A passageway to a memory
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
To make your first?

Your house a shrine to
Yankee Doodle Dandy
Carpeted in clutter a madness in your parents' screams
I can hear them still

A smuggler's cave
Filled with Tally Ho Candy
One staircase led you out of view and the other to my dreams
Or I hope it will

When did you realise you'd soon be a memory?
When did you realise that growing up meant saying goodbye?

Say hello in a memory
You'll find me there
In the place we made our first
South of Chestnut Hill