When I would
Laugh at my brother for
Going to that comic book shop on the corner
And buying pokemon trading cards
Even though really
I thought he was cool
And when
Foursquare
Was the coolest game at recess
Because when I see my brother now
I think of my best friend
Across the street
And when we would
Build forts
In my basement
But always end up lost in a sea of fallen blankets
And my brother would always have to help us
Rebuild a steadier better fort
Back when he was my hero
I knew the rap to
“Fresh prince of bel airâ€?
And I thought that made me cool
Because when my brother was my hero
I wanted to know
Where did you come from and where did you go
Where did you come from
Cotton eye Joe
Back when card bored boxes were palaces
And sidewalk chalk
Would wash off
Back when Waldo was clever at blending in
And Carmon Santiago was still M.I.A
When me and my friends would “skip itâ€?
Until we reached the hundreds
And on snow days
We would actually play in the snow