Billy Mack Collector - The Memory Song

On a train
Riding along
Inside of my brain
A memory finds its way
To a place where it can stay
It makes itself a home
Settles down and then grows old
It disintegrates and can change
And it becomes difficult to explain
How a slap in the face turns into
A happy memory
But a hug in the rain is sad
A hug in the rain is sad
Nostalgic for a hospital trip in Texas
But dreading calling up your best friend
Your best friend
The brain is a shaken soda can
Try to be careful or don't, whatever
It doesn't really matter
It doesn't really matter
Open up your mind
And it's bound to explode
It's bound to explode
Oh well, oh well, so what

Written by:
William Mack

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find