When I open this chest
I always seem to cry
Feels like I've poured my heart
A thousand times
Looking at un-torn photos of torn apart families
Supposed to be reality
But sadly it's a fantasy
I guess that's the way
I guess that's how it has to be
Memories on
Paper-plaques
They make me so
Emotional
Tearing up and
Flashing back
Until my aging
Heart is full
Looking back at this photograph
Feels like I'm falling into the past
Trip over an image
Can't believe it's me
Even though I'm there in the photo
Every time I look back
Back at my own life
You know it hits me like that
Oh damn
What's that
I think it might be me in that photo
But I'm pretty sure I wasn't there
"Bearenstein" bears
What's reality
Looking at a pic of me
But I'm tripping heavily
Am I just my rad Dad
Or is he just a part of me
Is it all as I perceive
Or just a rusty melody
In the halls of eternity
Memories on
Paper-plaques
They make me so
Emotional
Tearing up and
Flashing back
Until my aging
Heart is full
Looking back at this photograph
Feels like I'm falling into the past
Trip over an image
Can't believe it's me
Even though I'm there in the photo
Looking back at this photograph
Feels like I'm falling into the past
Trip over an image
Can't believe it's me
Oh where did the time go
Looking back at this photograph
Feels like I'm falling into the past
Trip over an image
Can't believe it's me
Even though I'm there in the photo
Looking back at this photograph
Feels like I'm falling into the past
Trip over an image
Can't believe it's me
Oh where did the time go