I remember when the raindrops sang songs to me at night when I was alone,
When the night sky screamed terrors above my shaking hands.
I remember when the stars were the roots of my fantasy,
And the couch was where I performed.
I remember when life used to be a circus,
With a crowd of faces, all filing around me,
Peanuts in hand, and cameras at bay.
And how I longed to be the clown.
Oh how I longed...
Yet all I remained,
And all that I was,
Was the same caged animal.
I remember when ring pops, meant power.
And how coins seemed so much more valuable than bills.
I remember when the Jazz played the Bulls,
And how I didn't understand why everyone was yelling.
I remember when I didn't remember,
when I didn't
remember.
Those were the times.
