Memory Lane

 It comes at four to knock on your door

It taps on your window pane

But you're not sure, and you feel poor

When there's nothing to lose or to gain

On a trip down memory lane

And it can take years and bring only tears

But for some it's their favourite game

As they cry in their beers or cover their ears

On a trip down memory lane

And you hold your gun in your hand

Raise it and level your aim

But you can't quite figure

To pull that trigger

On that trip down memory lane

And they hold you in their sights

They come in the depths of the nights

They fuss and they fight 

About who's wrong and who's right

On that trip down memory lane

And it can just seem so rosey

Yes it can season your pain

You can write it in your poesy

Or it can drive you insane

But nothing's half as bad

As the laugh's you once had

To remember that feeling

Can send you a -reeling

On that trip down memory lane

And they'll pass onto you the old hammer

And say strike the bell on the hour just the same

When that church bell tolls

And you lose all control

On your trip down memory lane

And they'll tell you to leave them

Then the ghosts will call you back again

And they'll kiss and show spite

In the new morning light

If you begin to forget their name

And the sun will shine bright

And the dogs lose their bite

On your trip down memory lane

Why should you listen to me now boy?

Why I'll curse and I'll claim

I had too much to drink 

And my memories all turned pink

When the reality it's just not the same

Well I'll swear to you I remember

I'll force the winds of November

To blow me off track, so I can get back again

To my trip down memory lane