(Verse 1)
Dusty photographs, scattered on the floor
Each one a doorway, to a time before
Faces young and bright, eyes full of dreams
Whispering echoes, in sunlit streams
(Chorus)
Memories, like fireflies in the night
Flickering moments, burning ever bright
A bittersweet symphony, a melody untold
Stories etched in silver, more precious than gold
(Verse 2)
Grandma’s kitchen, the scent of apple pie
Laughter bouncing, reaching for the sky
First love’s awkward dance, beneath the summer moon
A silent promise, fading far too soon
(Chorus)
Memories, like fireflies in the night
Flickering moments, burning ever bright
A bittersweet symphony, a melody untold
Stories etched in silver, more precious than gold
(Bridge)
Time keeps moving, seasons come and go
But the heart remembers, what the mind lets go
A faded photograph, a familiar face
A gentle reminder, of a cherished space
(Verse 3)
The old oak tree, where secrets used to hide
Childhood adventures, flowing with the tide
Scars that tell a story, lessons learned in pain
A tapestry of moments, woven in the rain
(Chorus)
Memories, like fireflies in the night
Flickering moments, burning ever bright
A bittersweet symphony, a melody untold
Stories etched in silver, more precious than gold
(Outro)
So let the memories linger, let them fill the air
A comfort in the darkness, a burden we can bear
For in these fragments, of yesterday’s embrace
We find ourselves reflected, in time and space.
Memories, memories, forever in this place.
