Wednesday

'Member your mother
But leave her behind
There are things you should wait for
And there's things you should find

No one gets younger
And no one gets wise
There’s a room I remember
And a room to make mind

You keep your fingers crossed
And wear the charms that you’ve created
It’s getting over me that we should love
The ones that we've hated

There’s things that make me stronger
You don’t get back the time you wasted
I remember the sad night
When all the memories are fading

The things that makes us sad
We can’t always escape
Cause there’s these things that I have had
And have kept for old times sake

It’s the fear of change
And screwing up, having no tradition
Cause there’s excuses to keep throwing up
And clutches like obsessions

I remember being small
And I remember all the ambition
If I had kept up with that dream
Would I be in this position?

In darker trousers we would bring
Cause the dark can be deceiving
And I remember the sad night
When all the memories are fading

I remember the sad night
I remember
I remember the sad night
I remember

I remember the sad night
I remember
I remember the sad night
I remember

'Member your mother
But leave her behind
There are things you should wait for
And there’s things you should find

No one gets younger
And no one gets wise
There’s a room I remember
And a room to make mind

You keep your fingers crossed
And wear the charms that you’ve created
It’s getting over me that we should love
The ones that we've hated

There's things that make me stronger
You don’t get back the time you wasted
I remember the sad night
When all the memories are fading