Nostalgia
Well I walked into your joke
When I posed for that lens that time
In that context it was fun
Oh those days we looked so young
Oblivious to styles
That walk that took us miles
Could hardly take the weight
So I climbed onto your back
Well I fell into your arms
At your attempt to rise
Whilst my neck took the fall
It didn’t matter to me at all
Store it in the bank, Store it in the bank
Save it there for later years
Time when you will laugh, Times when you will blush
At the foolish boy you once were
For times when you’ve matured, you can see how you progressed
If you store it in all in lens
You can hold your memories close to your chest
Bones met the flesh
Teeth met the gap
Now there’s truth behind this humour
That will one day overlap
That lost, loved relative
The way he used to speak
Albeit stubborn and vague
You’ll miss it when his gone.
Store it in the bank, Store it in the bank
Save it there for later years
Time when you will laugh, Times when you will blush
At the foolish boy you once were
For times when you’ve matured, you can see how you progressed
If you store it in all in lens
You can hold your memories close to your chest
Ooooooh,
Ooooooh,
Store it in a bank, store it in a bank
Save it there for later.
Store it in a lens, store it in a lens
Store it in a lens
Store it in a bank, store it in a bank
Save it there for later.
Store it in a lens, store it in a lens
Store it in a lens
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm
Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm