Souvenir

Memories: what is meant to fade away?

One by one, will these people show again?

In a picture book tell what’s real from what is faint.

Easily: if you just have time to wait,

It will make you happy

or make you sad,

it will be yours

or of someone else

But it’s always in your head.

Souvenirs:

hiding in boxes you don’t know when,

you’re gonna open ‘em.

Souvenirs:

hiding in drawers you’ve lost the key,

and can’t remember.

Souvenirs:

hiding in boxes you don’t know when,

you’re gonna open ‘em.

Memories: summer’s gone you were deceived.

Not tangible photographs, but lucid thrills.

Played on replay in your head,

the past will get back to life again,

still it’s / Always in your head.

Souvenirs:

hiding in boxes you don’t know when,

you’re gonna open ‘em.

Souvenirs:

hiding in drawers you’ve lost the key,

and can’t remember.

Souvenirs:

hiding in boxes you don’t know when,

you’re gonna open ‘em.