Sometimes I remember When I was a child Your eyes were blue and I was too And our dreams were running wild Now that's just a memory A blister on my mind Sad to say, but yesterday I was k**ing time Now I've taken a smile from the sun But I'm left with just ash on my fingers There is reason and then there is rhyme I will shelter these gifts 'Cause they are all mine Someday we'll fly to the moon Unless we ask to meet our maker Just a little too soon Someday you and I will walk on the sky I just hope we get there before we die We can walk with our heads held high In the seasons of anger and hate We can shelter a thought that is pure When we rest at the end of the day I don't need all the tools of the greed Not the gold or the Cadillac I could sell my soul to the devil But he'd want his money back