Breakfast Ethereal

In my life as a child I wore the stripes
 Playing inside right
 As the Captain of the St Catharines Imperials
 With dumb luck running wild we won the cup
 Waking up every day
 To love and a bowl of breakfast ethereal
 From a soft focus world where tomorrow seemed bright
 To the black and white
 TV light of some dreadful soap opera serial
 From a scrape to a scar we left little doubt
 From the inside out
 We were healing ourselves with breakfast ethereal
 What have we lost in our mad
 Pursuit of what we already had
 When was the last time we saw the sun rise
 What did we gain in return
 But a lesson that we'd already learned
 Remember that first time we saw with our own eyes
 We saw with our own eyes
 As the sorrowful leaves fall at our feet
 All the sadness is sweet
 And the trees in the sunlight are seemingly spiritual
 I'd love to wake up again and imagine it all
 Through the mind of a child
 As the day runs wild with breakfast ethereal
 Breakfast ethereal