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作词 : Patrick Droney/Melissa Fuller
作曲 : Patrick Droney/Melissa Fuller
Somewhere there’s a map
In a book in a box
In a room in a stack
That I had but I lost
On the map there’s an x
And the x marked the spot
Where I buried my treasure
In case I forgot
Can picture an evening
The stars on the ceiling
That night I tried flying
I can hear my mother crying when I
Split my lip cause I lost my grip
Now it’s frames and clips
And little bits of
Memories
Open ended endings
How am I remembering
How am I remembered
I wonder a lot
Exactly how it was
Or vastly different than
What actually happened
What’s real or imagined
In all these memories
What happens in dreams
When they feel too familiar
Am I stitching up seams
Am I pulling on triggers
From the hospital room
Or the letter from “you”
All these things we exhume
What the hell do I do with all these
Memories
Open ended endings
How am I remembering
How am I remembered
I wonder a lot
Exactly how it was
Or vastly different than
What actually happened
Whats real or imagined
In all these memories
In my mind there’s a lost and found
Sometimes I look around
In my heart is every clue
To everything that I ever knew
I’m older
I’m younger
When I can’t sleep I wonder
Where do they go
Do the leave the body with the soul?
All these memories
Open ended endings
How am I remembering
How am I remembered
I wonder a lot
Exactly how it was
Or vastly different than
What actually happened
Whats real or imagined
In all these memories