Watching All My Memories Disappear
Traveling through the Valley in my old car
Passing by the rubble that was Saint Ann's
Wondering what is happening to the valley
No more growth, I guess God had other plans
An empty lot where Saint Mary's school use to be
Stopped by and shed a silent tear
Henry's and the My Place are just part of the past
I'm just watching all my memories disappear
The Coffee shop is gone now up in Summit Hill
The stadium stands but there is no scheduled game
The school building became a housing project
Somehow the Valley doesn't seem the same
The churches are combined now, once they all were full
Population's down, getting smaller I fear
We once knew everyone by their first name
I'm just watching all my memories disappear.
We'd hitch hike from Tamaqua to hang at the My
Play the juke box and dance in the back room
Stop by the bowling alley or catch a movie
Now the block's as quiet as a tomb
We'd drag race on a Saturday night on the Hauto stretch
Seems we never really knew the meaning of fear
Kids don't love their beat up cars the way that we once did
And I'm watching all my memories disappear
No more church picnics up in Dutch Hill Park
The hangouts that we knew are now all gone
The pool hall, YMCA and skating rink
In my mind they still linger on
Once we'd gather in the Indian fields
To have some fun and share a quart of beer
Sit along the cemetery wall late at night
I'm just watching all my memories disappear.
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2016
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