Take the memories off the line
put them in a pile of yours and mine
They’ve been bleached out by the sun
they don’t belong to anyone
But even if they did
I wouldn’t know what to say
I wouldn’t know what to do
You want it to make sense
you want it to be true
But nothing is that clear
and it was another year
Take the kids out to the park
run around until it’s almost dark
When they say love is all you need
they assume you plant the seed
But even if I could
I wouldn’t know what to change
I wouldn’t know where to start
The method or the range
the horse before the cart
I’m just trying to steer
through one or another year

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