I thought I saw a shadow,
Of a former self.
Kicking over statues,
From a dusty shelf.
I've tried to find the pieces,
To put 'em back again.
I scour the outer reaches.
Down on memory lane.
It's in and out of focus.
The picture's seldom clear.
Facts & figures choke us,
Cut the atmosphere.
Yesterday was sunshine,
They say tomorrow's rain.
I'll see you on the sideline.
Down on memory lane.
The temple bell tolls and beckons us back.
Like sheep we cleave to familiar tracks.
The past tense demands we turn again.
Rebuild thes we burned back when,
All was split asunder, fire and thunder, all was turmoil and confusion, such confusion
Away back then.
In a fancy I looked to find you,
Where the best recollections belong.
An imprint of youth way behind you.
A small clue in the folds of a song.
Memory lane – the past tense beckons me again.
Memory lane – I'll come running back again.
Memory lane – So I hurry back again.
Memory lane - and I scurry back again.
And the word from a mutual acquaintance.
You'd slipped these earthly chains.
If I look I know I will find you.
Somewhere on memory lane.
There's places I have languished.
Stairways I have known.
Basements I have cherished,
Dared to call a home.
Where daylight seldom ventured,
Through a window pane.
Won't you meet me around midnight,
Down on memory lane?
My memory sometimes falters,
My footfall not as sure.
Where was that window?
Where was that door?
There used to be a way here,
But I search in vain.
I'm going round in circles,
Down on memory lane.