Bucyrus Heights

We used to play hockey in the streets
I remember feeling so alive
When time for dinner we’d retreat
I’d see you later on Jeffrey Dr.
We’d meet between the tall green pines
The moonlight bouncing off the dead end sign
And the counting starts
We’d deem your front porch the base
I’d find my favorite hiding place in your backyard
This was my childhood in the summer
I can’t think of better times
Days where the sun fought off the night
I can see Bucyrus Heights
I used to stay over once a week
VHS in darkness
Except the glow of the movie on your television
We built cities near our feet
Inches tall, paper thin
Not a brick within our micro-metropolis
This was my childhood in the summer
I can’t think of better times
Days where the sun fought off the night
I can see Bucyrus Heights
It’s funny how my father loves to box up the past
That’s why my garage is dedicated to a younger cast
That’s why my basement is a shrine of my youthful times
From scenes that I know could never last
This was my childhood in the summer
I can’t think of better times
Days where the sun fought off the night
I can see Bucyrus Heights