The memory collector
The creak feeling
Takes you in
And send you reeling
It's your being
In the simplest song
It's the melody
So strong
It won't let
You forgot
What it is
That you've done
Between the brain
And the blackboard
Every lesson
Right or wrong
You know that you're
Still guessing
And that shine
Hasn't been replaced
It'll hide in lines
There on your face
They don't let
You forget
Where it was
That you came from
It the cool air
Late afternoon
Sitting alone
There on the floor
Of my room
The fireplace crackles
Down the hall
"Dinner's ready"
I hear Mother call
I remember
Your childhood hair
Flowing wild
At the county fair
And how you'd ride
On the Himalaya
