“When you build a house You nail down memories Paint and stain the fabric of time”
“When you build a house You nail down memories Paint and stain the fabric of time”
“In the wind that ruffles through the trees I can find thoughts of you whispering to me”
“When you are dead and buried Do your thoughts and memories bubble to the surface?”
“Had I known how sweet they were I would have saved more of these memories”