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

 

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