Kids Like Us
Ephemeral Years: A Poignant Reflection on Growing Up
Lyrics
And I'll turn eighteen on a Sunday
Anticipation of turning eighteen, a significant milestone
And it'll be the day I've waited for
High expectations for this awaited day
Mom will bake cake and there'll be presents
Traditional celebration with cake and gifts from family
Like there always was before
Reflecting on past similar celebrations
But if time keeps moving just like this
Concern about the passage of time
Then it won't be soon before I'm old
Fear of aging and its rapid approach
And they will all be wishing they
Others longing to relive carefree childhood
Could just be kids like us
Desire for others to experience the innocence of youth
And they will all be wishing they
Reiteration of the wish for others to be like them
Could just be kids like us
Repetition of the desire for shared childhood experiences
But I'm getting older with each day
Acknowledgment of personal aging process
And soon I'll be wishing too
Realization of impending longing for youth
And on the eve of my fifth birthday
Recollection of a past emotional moment
When my father found me in tears
An incident of being comforted by a parent
And I've always been fearless
Admission of being brave but afraid of the future
But scared of oncoming years
Fear of what lies ahead
And he tried to make it alright
Parental attempt to reassure and comfort
And he told me not to cry
Encouragement to not express sorrow
And they will all be wishing they
Others' desire to return to carefree childhood
Could just be kids like us
Wishing for a return to youthful innocence
And they will all be wishing they
Repetition of longing for a childhood-like state
Could just be kids like us
Desire for a shared experience of youth
But I'm getting older with each day
Acknowledgment of personal aging
And soon I'll be wishing too
Awareness of future longing for youth
It's easy to remember
Nostalgia for a peaceful past
When everything was calm
Recollection of a tranquil time
With two hands on my bike I rode
Memory of riding a bike with a loved one
Just me and my mom
Enjoyment of a simple, carefree moment
But I haven't rode in a long while
Loss of engagement in childhood activities
Because I drive most of the time
Transition to adult responsibilities
And they will all be wishing they
Others' yearning for childhood innocence
Could just be kids like us
Desire for shared experiences of youthfulness
And they will all be wishing they
Repeated longing for a return to carefree times
Could just be kids like us
Reiteration of the desire for shared childhood experiences
But I'm getting older with each day
Personal acknowledgement of aging
And soon I'll be wishing too
Awareness of future longing for youth
And soon I'll be wishing too
Acknowledgment of impending desire for lost innocence
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