this song references christmas 1992; i recently found out, by way of home video, that the event described actually happened christmas 1993, the winter of my ninth year. but i ain't changin' the words.
lyrics
in the winter
of my eighth year
christmas 1992
we went sledding
in our front yard
barbie intertubes
our dad
and me and you
it was white out
both our noses ran
ugly knit hats
on our heads
up and down our
slippery driveway
all morning
all afternoon
our cheeks were red
in circles
our father turned you
out into the
empty street
where i was walking
i was dreaming
you spun right into,
under my feet
i fell on snow
i fell on asphalt
we screamed and laughed and
ran up the hill
we went inside
we went all over
we got big and old and i
love you still
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