Vacation Days

Wishing for a visit from somebody that I knew
My so-called friends all seem so very rude
How'd these wrinkled eyes and haggard skin get so distinct
It's 1963, at least I think
Waisting my vacation in this same old plain white room
Best years of my youth seem much to gloom

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

I've been gone for days
There's a hole in my memory
This void has been boarded and patched at the seams
I've been gone for days
Just lost in the memories
There's a madman in my head and he cranks the machine

Recognition wilts away from faces that I see
Strangers but they all seem to know me
Dearest friend, remind me again
How we met I'm afraid it remains
On the tip of my tongue but I just can't remember your name

I've been gone for days
There's a hole in my memory
This flight has been boarded in a passenger's dream
I've been gone for days
Just lost in the memories
There's a madman in my head and he cranks the machine

I've been gone for days
There's a hole in my memory
This void has been boarded in a passenger's dream
I've been gone for days
Just lost in the memories
There's something in my head, a relentless disease
I've been gone for days
This book is the death of me
These pages are mixed up and the chapters repeat
I've been gone for days
Just lost in the memories
There's a madman in my head and he cranks the machine

Ah-oh
Ah-oh
Ah-oh
Ah-oh
Ah-oh
Ah-oh
Ah-oh
Ah-oh



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Writer(s): Bitter North
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