Lyrics

There’s something about seeing a ski run in summer
Like seeing the truth of your parents laid bare
No, they’re not heroes and they don’t know everything
Illusions vanish into the thin air

The hills look steeper, terrain is uneven
There’s no one to sculpt it with snowcat or plow
But you survey the land and learn to appreciate
The natural beauty of what you see now

And it brings you back to your youth
And what they taught you was the truth
Adages and simple rules
All designed to keep control

Like church bells and school bells
America the beautiful
The golden rule, say no to drugs
Pledge allegiance to the flag

When I was a child I craved all the new things
Surfaces smooth, imperfections concealed
But beneath the veneer of tailored perfection
Is a jumble of wires, rough edges and nails

Like the groomed trails of perfect snow
Learn the skills and off you go
We’ll all have fun if you follow the rules
Stay on course and you won’t crash

There’s something about seeing a ski run in summer
Like seeing the truth of your parents laid bare

There’s something about seeing a ski run in summer
Like seeing the truth of your parents laid bare
They did their best to build the illusion
But the spell is broken, there’s no turning back