You may travel to Tokyo or Kathmandu
But wherever you go to your past follows you
You may live in Paris or London or New York or Rome
Your past it will follow you to your new home
The past may be gone but the memories of it with you remain
And in your flights of fancy you visit again
The place where you lived as a girl or a boy
Fond memories of what was are your's to enjoy
Yes the memories live in you of what used to be
In that sense you are not any different to me
The mental images of the faces we knew young in our minds stay
As if we had seen them only yesterday
You may live in Sydney or Melbourne, Christchurch or Adelaide
But the memories in you do refuse for to fade
Of the faces and places you loved and you knew
Before the lust of wander took you to places new.
Friday, July 6, 2012
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