Story Behind the Song
started life as an acoustic "bo diddly" riff,
found the two drum loops, put one on each side, put them slightly out of phase and, as they say "robert is your male relative"
Lyrics
The first time I knew I was alive I was sitting outside our house,
I could feel the sun upon my face, see white clouds floating past.
At that time there weren't too many word that I needed to know,
I thought in colours, dreamed my dreams and watched my body grow.
Now I 'm like a small boy trapped in a room of broken toys.
You don't have to know the word for love until you need a word for hate, you never fear the barking dog, until the first time he jumps the fence. You never give your friendship cautiously until someone lets you down, you never fear the water, you never think you'll drown.
Now I 'm like a small boy trapped in a room of broken toys.
little boy stands on a chair, everyone claps as he sings his song.
give the world ten short years the boy has grown the song he sang has gone
The world has played it's drama through and replaced the truth with doubt, and for every dream that once caught flame, tears fell and put them out. For every hand that was once held out, now grips to form a fist, and every piece of bad fortune is added to the list.
Now I 'm like a small boy trapped in a room of broken toys.
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