Remember when you were a kid
The simple things were what mattered most
Time will change a man
His dreams and hopes would slowly fade away
Sit in space all day
Your childhood fears will drift away
Suddenly you're left with a handful of memories

The wooden walls combust in time
The hammering sounds call again
Ring the bell inside my head
The liquid in my head

If I stand perfectly still, remember the jokes
And friends and folks
Like a scrapbook scraping the depths of my brain
Step inside the world and your childhood fears will soon drift away
And suddenly you're left with a handful of memories

The wooden walls combust in time
The hammering sounds call again
Ring the bell inside my head
Liquid in my

Wooden walls combust in time
The hammering sounds call again
Ring the bell inside my head
The liquid in my head
Liquid in my head...