Remember the tents we laid out on the lawn

Illuminated by lanterns and stuffed so full with pillows that we could hardly move

Remember ghosts in the graveyard

The screams and the scars, reminders of when we first learned what it meant to feel thrilled

Dream-like memories, fingerprints in the fabric of our experience

A grace-touched rejection of time's direction

Remember back when we

Leapt off the tallest tree

Onto the trampoline

Covered in our bedsheets

Or as the yard lit up

Seizing the nearest jug

To catch the lightning bugs, yeah

Remember back when we

Leapt off the tallest tree

Do you ever reflect on the memory of a flavor

A meal so tethered to a time that its taste and texture is impossible to forget

Like the cinnamon rolls the morning after with that buttery, vanilla glaze

Or the German pancakes we smothered in lemon juice and powdered sugar

Flavors inducted into time's hall of fame that never taste quite the same

Do you remember

Remember back when we

Leapt off the tallest tree

Onto the trampoline

Covered in our bedsheets

Or as the yard lit up

Seizing the nearest jug

To catch the lightning bugs, yeah

Remember back when we

Leapt off the tallest tree

Do you remember?

Do you remember?