What do you miss about childhood?
Responses:
- The agonizingly slow passage of time.
- The wonder of learning new things daily in elementary school and being assigned time to read and paint and sing and play - though my world was smaller, I was more self-actualized. Who believed grown-ups then, that it was no fun being big?
- I miss driving around in my car in Libertyville, Illinois. I miss having friends come over and getting trashed in my basement. I miss going to Old Orchard Mall and hanging out ALL day long walking around with friends and chatting. I miss hanging out in my friends pool on hot summer days and listening to music and dancing.
- I miss not having a childhood
For background on this project, go here: http://christopherheath.blogspot.com/2008/11/over-table-and-under-bar.html
Song:
Little Toy Gun, by Honey Honey
Lyrics:
I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me.
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree.
Standing there by my side when the fighting is done,
glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun.
Shining in black like shoes on a rack with a trigger that’s dressed up in gold.
It’s always warm inside my home but its handle is always so cold.
Whispering into my ear, all the lies you spun.
My single greatest fear is my little toy gun.
Wait for the day when I can save face and come to a happy home.
I know it’s turning me to the count of girl who’d rather be alone.
Just wait til I get my way - I promise you it won’t be fun.
If you feel like you should pray, pray for my little toy gun.
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