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Memory Lane

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Memory Lane

The sun falls fast from where it’s at.
I just lit my favorite match; I’ll burn it all away.
Burn it all away, my words and papers.
My words and papers I’ll burn them all away,
The promises, they never meant that much to you anyway. 

The warm water rushes down my face.
I promised you, you’d never see me this way again.
But you build your house with my deck of cards,
Sorting out your King and Queen,
Are you finally proud with what you’ve made?

And when you’re in need of consolation
Your voice in constant ringing I leave with no hesitation.

I turn the key and tread the road 
Rushing to reach what will never be.
I’ve been here before I’ll be here again
Pushing the pedal further traveling down Memory Lane.

They don’t ask me why when I sleep at night
There’s no one there laying at my side
And I’m all alone
They ask me how I sleep at night 
When the lights go out, I hold her close
And feel more alone.

Some bridges just can’t burn.

Laying here vibrating the strings singing the same old songs.
Days go by and I remember all the strings I tried sever.
Each night I sow these threads and you pull the strings
But I can’t mend these lines forever
I will always remember every time I tried, never losing sight
Should I? Could I? Cut the line the time.

Every time you cry I drive, running far from the back of mind
Speeding down the highway, going, knowing I’ll never find what’s mine.

I turn the key and tread the road 
Rushing to reach what will never be.
I’ve been here before I’ll be here again
Pushing the pedal further traveling down Memory Lane.

They don’t ask me why when I sleep at night
There’s no one there laying at my side
And I’m all alone
They ask me how I sleep at night 
When the lights go out, I hold her close
And feel more alone.

Some bridges just can’t burn.
And I’ll keep traveling down the same stretch of road;
Memory Lane, knowing it will but hoping it won’t,
Fuel another trip again.

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