Wednesday

'Member your mother, but leave her behind
There are things you should wait for and there's things you should find
No one gets younger and no one gets wise
There's a room I remember when I run to my mind
You keep your fingers crossed, and wear the charms that you've created
Does getting older mean that we should love that ones that we have hated?
Mistakes can make me stronger, you don't get back the time you wasted
I'll remember this at night when all the memories are fading

The things that makes us sick and we'll always escape
'Cause there's these things that I have had and have kept for old times sake
It's the fear of change, and screwing up, having no tradition
'Cause there's excuses to keep throwing up, and it clutches like your possessions
I remember being small and I remember all the ambition
If I had kept up with that dreams would I be in this position?
In darker trousers we would bring 'cause the dark can be deceiving
And I'll remember this at night when all the memories are leaving

I'll remember this at night
I'll remember
I'll remember this at night
I'll remember
(I'll remember this at night)
(I'll remember)
(I'll remember this at night)
(I'll remember)

'Member your mother, but leave her behind
There are things you should wait for, and there's things you should find
No one gets younger and no one gets wise
There's a room I'll remember when I run to my mind
You keep your fingers crossed, and wear the charms that you've created
Does getting older mean that we should love the ones that we have hated?
Mistakes can make me stronger, you don't get back the time you wasted
I'll remember this at night when all the memories are fading