Grey Garden

Lyrics

Validation (The Child Inside)

Sitting around in the silence of old,
dreaming of days and the stories we told-
These were the days that I'd never let go,
despite all the words that would urge to do so...
See, I'd already left so abrupt and unfurled,
with a score of lose ends, and the heart of a girl-
I guess we just thought we would visit and call,
in those days as a child just imagine it all...

The summer had passed, not a word was exchanged...
Taking for granted -nothings rearranged...
Junior High came and a call had been made,
"Are you still there?" "Of course, nothing has changed."
-Moving along in this comforting way,
we all grew at home with affairs of the day-
Failing to see the evil and it's prey,
Our memories fade into ghosts of today...

Another few years and some friends moved away-
We tried to hold on, with the eidos today
Time had kept passing, some more faded fast...
Into vague apparitions, and ghosts of the past-
But this isn't all that had made me this way...
The next time I called, my best friend moved away-
Oblivious, thinking we'd visit and call,
in that one Brooklyn summer, imagine it all...

Now a lifetime had passed since the summers would last-
This widening chasm, so aching and vast-
My adult waking life is so distant and strange,
and maybe at times, a bit odd and deranged...
I miss all those dreams and the hours we spent,
in those dear vacant days, all the love that was sent...
Amongst all us children, so brilliant and small-
Someday, I'll return home -imagine it all...

Now solitary, silent, away from the world-
If it could just be the same, just imagine it all...
-The distance of speed, breaking violent in dreams;
The brightness of pain, and the sharpness of screams-
So heavenly wait as the past paints the walls,
despite all the madness and ghouls in the hall-
I knew that someday, my old friend would just call...
...and that day was today, and we laughed at it all!

So never let go child, never move on...
Time's quick progression, is even and long-
All that it takes, for someone to *believe*
and all things will come back in sequence, it seems...
Despite all the critics and skeptics I fight,
and all of my fears that ring on through the night-
Just think of the wonders which beckon and call,
when you hold on to your childhood, imagine it all!

Stay true to the child and imagine it all...