Memorabilia

There’s a party invitation stained with coffee and wine
The night your drunken eyes and lips first encountered mine
I remember thinking this could be the one this time

There’s a photo of the time I fell flat in the street
My clothes are wet in cleaning and you’re laughing at me
I remember creeping out drying to let the key

What little box
Memorabilia
All that I have
To bring it back to me

What little box
Memorabilia
All that I have
Close eyes and count to 3

There are badges from the bands that we had every day
The mix-tapes you made for me and the blood of your pain
I remember thinking you were here and here to stay

There’s a letter that you wrote to say you were all done
You couldn’t say it face to face, the words wouldn’t come
I kept thinking like my world could not go on

What little box
Memorabilia
All that I have
To bring it back to me

What little box
Memorabilia
All that I have
Close eyes and count to 3

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Memorabilia
Memorabilia
Memorabilia

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Memorabilia
Memorabilia

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Memorabilia
What little box
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Memorabilia
What little box
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What little box
Memorabilia
What little box
Memorabilia

That brings the space by your size
And you’re stuck til things come right