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