fine memory, I think I'm gonna take it with me. And later as you were sleeping, Sleeping next to me, I felt your hair on my skin. Such a fine memory
AS I GO. AND LATER AS I WAS DRIVING, AND THE SKY WAS GETTING LIGHT, AND THE SUN CAME THROUGH THE TREES, I HAD A FINE MEMORY, SUCH A FINE MEMORY
I see the last parade unfold I try to understand the meaning of it all If silence becomes us then who will save us from the fall It's coming for us all
Now they make new movies in old black and white With happy endings, where nobody fights So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage Honey, jump right
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No one said That this would be easy No one read the fine print underneath Up ahead Danger is gleaming On the edge of a lost memory There was a recurring
A rose is undressed, The faint perfume fills the air, Feel a thorn as it grazes your side but you know it's not the end of the world, Words on your plate
.. Crossed the sky .. since you turned my world upside since you fell for me airplanes looping through the sky riding in the air lovers noting lines of
intent, The shadow of Hyde's Evil... Would forever kill the good that I had meant... Am I a good man? Am I a mad man? Its such a fine line between a good
harm you Follow your heart And you'll be fine Follow your dreams And take all of the time that you need Little girl never look back Don't let your memories
way it made me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt road
from so far and pulls my smile) STILL reaches in and pulls my smile away (oohhh) Just when I'm fine (fine) She STILL finds simple way (and another spot
by like ships in the night And I still wonder why it's like it is Memories of how we'd cross this bridge together Super glued forever, it was all so fine
off an old rope swing Long, long summer days Tennessee was a guitar First big dream of mine If I made it, yeah, that'd be just fine I just wanted to
Peso joga ginga roda Vera's face burnt as a memory of bedroom fun With a lighter and some hairspray smoking in the girls' room Not worse than Shelley
through time aftter time again you better get some ? in you when you said it was over for him and you thought he couldn't continue to floss heres to your memory
gotta let it be. As the world turns around and we go different places, new things, new dreams, new faces. Wanna shake up, when we break up, but we keep our memories
our homemade fishing poles And the stars would guide us home, oh, those sweet memories Well, I love those summer days Drifting on by like a slow parade And everything feels fine