In 1980 they told me about daye like these
(Mount Saint Helen's blue)
But they didn't say they would belong to me
(Ashes felt like snow)
I didn't know it would so hard
I didn't it would be like this
To remember those dreams so far behind me
Running to school with my duffel bag
(They put your desk next to mine)
My western shirt stained with Grassy Plains
(My corduroy and cowboy boats)
In 1980 they told me about daze like these