The grass don't smell like it used to And the colors don't shine as bright Maybe it's the missiles under the mountains Or the way that we love to fight The children hold all the answers But we forget 'em as the clock goes round Our lungs fill with cancers And my loves nowhere to be found Take me back, take me back, to a simpler time Saturday mornings were for tee ball We got orange slices in dugout Met at McDonald's after with my MeeMaw And damn I hope I'm making her proud Take me back, take me back, to a simpler time So breathe it in, and breathe it out The air don't taste the same as it used to Breathe it in, and breathe it out It don't taste the same as it used to Oh no, the magic is lost Tell me what's it cost I'd buy it if I could