The Summit at the School Video (MV)

In first grade, there was a dirt hill right outside our classroom building
We spent entire recesses creating, digging, drilling
We wanted to construct a home that we could stay inside
I made piles of gravel for imaginary lights

As we tried to tunnel through it, we knew it could take years
But it was job security for our playtime careers
Though we had to get permission and teacher supervision
They let us run amuck until they finally brought the truck

They tore it down, tore it down, goodbye to the mud mound
We were not glad to watch it go, it felt like a blow
They tore it down, tore it down, goodbye to the mud mound
We were not glad to watch it go, one day here, next day no

We were devastated, because we never had anticipated
It would be temporary, their hauling was unnecessary!
Our lives were ruined, robbed of pride
They let us build a hovel then they came with the shovel

They tore it down, tore it down, goodbye to the mud mound
We were not glad to watch it go, it felt like a blow
They tore it down, tore it down, goodbye to the mud mound
We were not glad to watch it go, one day here, next day no

We threw away all our sticks and tools
We tried to have a funeral, but even that got overruled
We threw away all our sticks and tools
We bade farewell to the summit at the school

They tore it down, tore it down, goodbye to the mud mound
We were not glad to watch it go, it felt like a blow
They tore it down, tore it down, goodbye to the mud mound
We were not glad to watch it go, one day here, next day no