Memory Lane

Well, I knew the feeling was gone
8-bit chimes droned their song
With no revelation of the childhood elation I've been praying on
Thought I saw the magic again, sparkling through the air
But it was merely a mirage, a herald of despair

Wait, come back, this room is cold and empty Full of ghosts and decomposing memories
In the dark reflection of the screen, I see the boy I used to be
You can always walk down a memory lane But the flowers don't smell the same
And no one's there to say your name
Ain't it odd, ain't it funny ain't it strange
That the past becomes a cage

Wait, come back, this room is cold and empty Full of ghosts and decomposing memories
In the dark reflection of the screen, I see the boy I used to be
You can always walk down a memory lane But the flowers don't smell the same
And no one's there to say your name
Ain't it odd, ain't it funny ain't it strange
That the past becomes a cage



Credits
Writer(s): Parker Vold
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