Abington's Arcade

(album: Splittsville - 2020)

There's one couch in heaven, a keyboard on the wall, and
A freshly broken treadmill, a TV– that's all
I ran with Courage and ate Ritz with Aqua Teens
The past is perfect and I live it through these screens

But grandmas move and doggies die, the gods all change their minds
A quarter to restore the view you forfeited to time

SNES DK, As I ascend the rest decays
But when the house lights fade, You have to end the memory games

Memory see the light
Let me feel alive

I use old controllers, but get wrapped up in the cords
Over and over, trying to top my old high scores
Late nights on Jordan, the horror and the brawl
So I keep coming back here where we still make time to talk

'Cause growing up is growing down when loss is all you see
But some you wish you never loaded up to take a peek

A machine that plays for free
'Cause none would pay to see
All the pain in which they've been
And all the names they've atrophied

Memory please subside
Let me keep my pride

Memory see the light
Let me feel alive