When I was a young boy,I went down to the county fair

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd

I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play

I am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone no doubt about it

I'll be on deck, keep it in check

and if you go I don't need those little things, it reminds me of all our little dreams

We are the warriors that build this town