Testo If only for memories Streetlight Manifesto

If only for memories

When you were born, you were not alone; nothing was carved into the stones. Well, yeah, but don’t forget: you heard someone say, “It won’t get better than this.” That was the sound of your father as he held you up to your mother. No one will ever know a love as pure as the one that you felt right then.

They held you up, they held you up, and everybody else, they fell to the wayside. This is the start, a beginning, a prologue to the yarn that you’re spinning. One million synonyms will never come close to describe the feeling.

Don’t ever leave. Cause if you do, dear, I guarantee that you’ll regret the day you did, and you’ll miss all the simple things, and you’ll see everything you ever loved start fading till there’s nothing left but dust.

And I believe that every broken bone is meant to be: when it heals it will be stronger than it was before. And I see the things that I pretend that I don’t see and I store them in my head, love, if only for memories.

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So now you’re young and you feel alone his wife, friends, family and all the good things now surrounding you, you can’t helping thinking, oh, there’s gotta be some more to do. When all the things that you cherished turn into burdens and there is no other path to take: you know what you gotta do but you don’t know how.

They hold you back; they hold you down. And you’re gonna feel bad but you know that you gotta get out. This is your pain, your dilemma: do you stay in the town where they raised ya? Or will you sail away? Pull the anchor and go in it for what come what may.

You have to leave, cause if you don’t, dear, you’ll never see the things that you read about in books, you saw the films and you were hooked. But everything you want will come to you. You realize now that you gotta come see this through.

And I believe that every broken bone is meant to be: when it heals it will be stronger than it was before. And I see the things that I pretend that I don’t see and I store them in my head, love, if only for memories.

[Instrumental break]

I believe that every broken bone is meant to be: when it heals it will be stronger than it was before. And I see the things that I pretend that I don’t see and I store them in my head, love, if only for memories.