While in San Diego I thought about going to see the places I used to go. But then I said No!
Things have changed; the town, the place, the memory will change if I go now. I am not the same, I am different, I am not the person I was when the memory was made; I have the memory, it changed me and if I go, I will change, the memory will change. It will not be the same, I will not be the same. Let it be. Let the memory in me remain as I remember and not change.
Oh history is a friend of mine
She comes over to my place
And we have a good time
But the memories
She sometimes brings with her
Get out of line
They’re out of line
Show me things I don’t want to see
Remind me of who I thought I was gonna be
Take me places I used to go
A long long time ago
A long long time ago
~A Long Long Long Time Ago
Proclaimers
Love Day
12 years ago

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