Used to Be - Cody Fry

There used to be a barn here.

It towered over me.

The wood that held the walls is now a frame beside my bed.

No picture in it yet.

A boy he used to run here.

He rested in the leaves.

And when he was just paper, and the wind could sing a song, and I would sing

along.

Come on out all you children.

Wake on up, it’s time to dream.

Calling out for the young and the reckless.

Don’t forget who you used to be.

When you’re looking to the future, the future’s never looking back.

When you’re waiting for tomorrow, it always comes a day too late,

so why not just be late?

Come on out all you children.

Wake on up it’s time to dream.

Calling out for the young and the reckless.

Don’t forget who you used to be.

Who you used to be.

I used to smile in my pictures.

Nobody had to ask.

I wore my innocence like armor.

Traded my armor for a mask.

And now I want it back.

Yeah now I want it back.

Come on out all you children.

Wake on up it’s time to dream.

Calling out for the young and the reckless.

Don’t forget who you used to be.

Come on out all you children.

Wake on up it’s time to dream, yeah.

Calling out for the young and the reckless.

Don’t forget who you used to be.