Memorial Park
Ascending from the depths, again
Among the living steps, again
Emerge into the day, again
Back to where you're safe, again
Sensing closer now
3 rocks to the 1
Underneath the clouds
2 blocks before the sun
It's a place
Lost but not forgotten
It's a place
Where you once belonged
It's place
Where you're loved
Arrival time now
One grand sight to see
An innocent symbol
Behind the row of trees
It's exactly has you remember it
The language are still laughing
If you missed that you could be a part of it
Has they swing the limbed
You missed the days they still have
Their mother s applause
Beautiful birds outside has they sing you a song
It's a place
Lost but not forgotten
It's a place
Where you once belonged
Its's place
Where you're loved
Memories of the good ol' Sundays way back when
Memories carving initials in the sand
Memories the countless time that you have spent
Memories a cherished gift given by a friend
Out of your pocket now
A necklace made of gold
See the picture in your hand
The story now unfolds
The son is now behind you
His likeness leaves no doubt
Place a hand upon your shoulder
With a whisper ringing out
"You don't belong here"
Among the living steps, again
Emerge into the day, again
Back to where you're safe, again
Sensing closer now
3 rocks to the 1
Underneath the clouds
2 blocks before the sun
It's a place
Lost but not forgotten
It's a place
Where you once belonged
It's place
Where you're loved
Arrival time now
One grand sight to see
An innocent symbol
Behind the row of trees
It's exactly has you remember it
The language are still laughing
If you missed that you could be a part of it
Has they swing the limbed
You missed the days they still have
Their mother s applause
Beautiful birds outside has they sing you a song
It's a place
Lost but not forgotten
It's a place
Where you once belonged
Its's place
Where you're loved
Memories of the good ol' Sundays way back when
Memories carving initials in the sand
Memories the countless time that you have spent
Memories a cherished gift given by a friend
Out of your pocket now
A necklace made of gold
See the picture in your hand
The story now unfolds
The son is now behind you
His likeness leaves no doubt
Place a hand upon your shoulder
With a whisper ringing out
"You don't belong here"
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Frederick De Wolf, Philip M Lipscomb, Stephen Steele Richards, Nicholas Gerald Fredell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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