I grew up near a sign that read,
this marks the spot where a president was born and raised.
I only claim the fame
A landscape
James would not recognize
The dirt paths are colored in painted lines
And there's a parking lot
By a cabin in the woods
As for me, I must have walked
past the same oak trees
Back then they had fewer rings
So much else has changed
Some things are the same
Legend has it, they were so poor
He did not pawn shoes until he turned four
In the past, this was a different place
A man of science, an optimist,
in a time when this was the wilderness, and now the rolling
hills hide mansions behind gates.
As for me, I must have skipped
rocks on the same creek
Back then the water was safe to drink
So much else has changed,
but some things are the same.
He left town at twenty -eight
There's a big world out
there and it's getting
He had dreamt of this, in the quiet of the night,
like it was written in the stars.
As for me, I found myself under that same sky,
back then
Ohio had darker nights.
The stars are out of reach,
but it doesn't hurt to dream
But be careful what you don't wish for
You just might get it, you just might get it
You just might
Be careful what you don't
wish for
We are turning left
Park
Road
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