Here's a song I wrote a long time ago about Page and Jack and the bedroom they shared in our old house in NE Mpls. When I wrote it, I imagined how they might look back on those days when they were older. Well, that future is here.
You take the top bunk, I'll take the one below —
So many years ago.
You be Luigi, let me be Mario —
Filling the floor with our Legos.
Goldfish, chameleons, and radio cars,
Bean-bag chairs;
Crickets sing under a ceiling of stars
In our world at the top of the stairs.
Turn on the Twins game; Let's play Monopoly —
Hours of you and me.
Paper and pencils, brotherly artistry —
Filling our walls and my memory.
Goldfish, chameleons, and radio cars,
Bean-bag chairs;
Crickets sing under a ceiling of stars
In our world at the top of the stairs.
The world where you chased Davy Crockett around
And I first saw a Hobbit's face—
And though it's been years, if I close my eyes,
I can climb the steps to that magical place of
Goldfish, chameleons, and radio cars,
Bean-bag chairs;
Crickets sing under a ceiling of stars
In our world at the top of the stairs.
“World at the Top of the Stairs” from If I Close my Eyes.
Words and Music by Dave Burkum, © Copyright 1994.
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