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Just Ken
"Attention residents, tornado cleanup continues at dawn.
If you find any personal items, place them by the roadside for sorting.
Do not enter unstable structures. Repeat, unstable structures."
"Keep an eye out for children's toys, photos, anything that matters."
Found her face-down in the rubble where my front porch used to be,
Sunset bleeding through the rafters like it used to over me.
Dust on my boots, dust in my chest, everything bent and torn-
Just me and this old Barbie, like she washed up in the storm.
And holdin' her there in the wreckage made my whole world slide,
Back to a red-dirt summer with a girl by my side.
My first kiss tasted like Kool-Aid and wind,
Yeah... her name was Barbie... and I was Ken.
I was Ken back then, chasin' Barbie's smile,
Thinkin' love was somethin' that could outrun miles.
Behind the bleachers' tin, with the world caving in,
Yeah, I was Ken back then... just tryin' to be her man.
Now flash forward to a porch before all this came down,
My little girl playin' dolls while the sky turned brown.
She'd hand me a shirtless Ken with that innocent grin,
Say, "Daddy make him love Barbie... make 'em sweet again."
And Lord, in those moments, her tiny hands in mine,
I'd drift right back to that schoolyard line.
Where a boy loved a girl like forever was a friend-
Her name was Barbie...
and I was Ken.
I was Ken back then, chasin' Barbie's hand,
Carvin' out forever in a one-stoplight land.
Didn't last long, but it burned like sin-
Her name was Barbie... and I was Ken.
Funny what a storm decides to take or leave behind,
Walls fall down, but it opens up your mind.
And a toy in the ruins can pull a man back when
He was just a barefoot kid tryin' to be her Ken.
I was Ken back then, with more heart than sense,
A dreamer in jeans leanin' over a fence.
Now I sift through the wreckage and remember again-
Her name was Barbie...
and I was Ken.
Yeah... I was Ken back then.
Just Ken...
Back then.