The Time Machine

I want to be eternally young, the time machine, would be desirable to return to the childhood

[Intro] (Soft acoustic guitar picking, ticking clock sound fading in) [Verse 1] I found a box of old blueprints in the shed Dusty dreams of gears and copper thread I built a cabin made of dials and glass To make the present melt into the past Just one turn of the rusted brass key And the years start falling off of me [Chorus] Take me back to the climbing tree Before the world grew heavy on me I want to run through the summer rain Wash away the worry, start again Eternally young, no clocks on the wall Just the sweet, slow rise and the easy fall In the time machine [Verse 2] The screen is glowing with a soft blue light Taking me back through the quiet night To the smell of crayons and the grass-cut lawn Where the days were endless and the fears were gone I see the kid with the scraped-up knees Looking up through the willow trees [Chorus] Take me back to the climbing tree Before the world grew heavy on me I want to run through the summer rain Wash away the worry, start again Eternally young, no clocks on the wall Just the sweet, slow rise and the easy fall In the time machine [Outro] (Ticking slows down, gentle acoustic guitar) Eternally young... Back to where it all begun. (Fades out on a single warm chord)