ALL BUT THE MEMORIES ARE GONE
“ ALL BUT THE MEMORIES ARE GONE “
I WALK THE FIELDS I USED TO PLAY I LOOK BUT I DON’T SEE
IF MEMORY SERVES ME RIGHT TONIGHT NOTHING’S HOW IT USED TO BE
DRIVING THROUGH MY OLD NEIGHBORHOOD IT HARDLY LOOKS THE SAME
TIME HAS CHANGED EVERYTHING IN TOWN ALL EXCEPT IT’S NAME
THIS WAS ONCE A PLAYGROUND FOR A WONDERING LITTLE BOY
EVERY STICK AND STONE I FOUND BECAME MY NEWEST TOY
OUR OLD HOUSE IS GONE A VINAL DUPLEX TOOK IT’S PLACE
MY BACKYARD TREEHOUSE HAS DISSAPEARED GONE WITHOUT A TRACE
THE FIREHOUSE AND GRADE SCHOOL SURVIVED IT ALL SOMEHOW
THEY USED TO SEEM SO BIG AND BRIGHT NOT SO MUCH RIGHT NOW
GROWING UP HERE THIS TOWN WAS YOUNG AND FULL OF FUN
THE CHANGES I SEE NOW SHOW JUST WHAT TIME HAS DONE
I DON’T DRIVE MUCH ANY MORE I MAY NOT BE HERE AGAIN
WHEN I LEAVE TODAY I’LL SAY GOODBYE TO MY OLD FRIEND
WHOSE MEMORIES LIVE ON AS THEY VISIT ME IN BED
RECURRING SWEET DREAMS STREAMING OVER IN MY HEAD
OF EVERYTHING I REMEMBER ALL BUT THE MEMORIES ARE GONE
Copyright © Bill Kapac | Year Posted 2025
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