Sky Flows - Nostalgia For Roller Skates Lyrics

Sandbox and toy spades
All the kids on roller skates
And the girlies doing skips to see who has the most speed
How we rushed like growing was the coolest of all things
To sit there in a meadow tying crowns from poppies
Before rounds of conflict the most there had been were
Names getting tossed in scuffles among kids
Dolls no dullness
Smoke no bowls just bowling
Land of pure imagination with ideas that is so big
Fun we chased it that's all that there was
Kept CDs on rotation each house boomed with buzz
In lively neighbourhoods we thought we'd stay for good
Where the best part of our day might have been petting the dog
Fill me with nostalgia until I'm full of despair
Used to chase the rabbits now we running from hares
Finding an old blanket but still missing the bed
I told my friends I'm crashing because I don't have elsewhere
Wistful about these bygones that no longer exist
Longing for the silence of an awkwardness spent
In a search for self reliance we no longer depend
Thimbleful of enchantment in what it was to quip
Those jokes turned to a farce because we looking at a travesty
I think we jumped the horse and yet we did that with no gallantry
Right around the time we did not know about anxiety
Preserve my innocence I might have still believed in happily
This ferris wheel is no joy ride
It spins I'm sick colours collide
They blur get off we're up too high
Wearing it down is why I'm tired
Of being on cyclical tires
Presented as carnival rides
Where fun is fun until it's dire
And what I forgot you now remind when you
Fill me with nostalgia until I'm full of despair
Used to chase the rabbits now we running from hares
Finding an old blanket but still missing the bed
I told my friends I'm crashing because I don't have elsewhere
Wistful about these bygones that no longer exist
Longing for the silence of an awkwardness spent
In a search for self reliance we no longer depend
Thimbleful of enchantment in what it was to quip
Wistful about these bygones that no longer exist
Longing for the silence of an awkwardness spent
In a search for self reliance we no longer depend
Thimbleful of enchantment if we can't have magic
The first time I bruised my knee
The first time I played guitar
Joy after tying shoe strings
The first time I fell in love
Having an epiphany
Knowing what it is I want
The first time I stayed up late
The first time I tried to dance
Getting caught in all the rage
Fight for my own difference
My own self discovery
Feeling sick to my stomach
Feeling all the things that we
Take for granted as they come
Now in my periphery become revelations
Searching
Finding I believe in God
Jolting
To look fondly to the past
Fills me with nostalgia until I'm full of despair
Used to chase the rabbits now we running from hares
Finding an old blanket but still missing the bed
I told my friends I'm crashing because I don't have elsewhere
Wistful about these bygones that no longer exist
Longing for the silence of an awkwardness spent
In a search for self reliance we no longer depend
Thimbleful of enchantment in what it was to quip
Wistful about these bygones that no longer exist
Longing for the silence of an awkwardness spent
In a search for self reliance we no longer depend
Thimbleful of enchantment if we can't have magic