"Dirty Ears"
Words = Meessmaan
shut the burring eyes
dreaming our lives
youthful days
lost to drunken' ways
Stretched on my bed
somewhere floats my head
oh, the pretty sound
lost thoughts found
CHORUS
the only way to relive
childless dreams of a kid
these hidden thoughts where found
here they were tightly bound
Street lights flicker on
summer nights were fond
Midwest summer air
tangles my youthful hair
Dirt behind my ears
bullies wander, fill my fears
Sidewalk foot prints last
there are hidden thoughts of the past