Memories
Bunny hops across the trestle
Was the shot I took in vain
And was the time spent in the woods
Just a place to hide from pain
We all need a way to cope
Or else we'll go insane
Chasing dogs in the field of life
I'm covered by the rain
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
The tracks in back of NES
The trainman whistling "move"
Showing care for this little life
The most precious thing to lose
Is my whole life what I feel right now
If so it's just a ruse
Still these memories own my soul
What do they hope to prove
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
Every night I rest my head
These pictures take the screen
I can set my heart on nothing else
Whatever does it mean
Pastures wet with morning dew
But beneath them things unseen
My heart is filled with loss and grief
Its chambers left unclean
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
The briars near the middle road
Honeysuckles in full bloom
Winter grass as green as kale
A perfect little tomb
Childhood stolen from my body
Before I passed the womb
A feeling pressing on my ribs
As I slumber in my room
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
Was the shot I took in vain
And was the time spent in the woods
Just a place to hide from pain
We all need a way to cope
Or else we'll go insane
Chasing dogs in the field of life
I'm covered by the rain
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
The tracks in back of NES
The trainman whistling "move"
Showing care for this little life
The most precious thing to lose
Is my whole life what I feel right now
If so it's just a ruse
Still these memories own my soul
What do they hope to prove
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
Every night I rest my head
These pictures take the screen
I can set my heart on nothing else
Whatever does it mean
Pastures wet with morning dew
But beneath them things unseen
My heart is filled with loss and grief
Its chambers left unclean
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
The briars near the middle road
Honeysuckles in full bloom
Winter grass as green as kale
A perfect little tomb
Childhood stolen from my body
Before I passed the womb
A feeling pressing on my ribs
As I slumber in my room
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
Memories
Memories
Memories
They cover me
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Writer(s): Heath Borne
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