Memories of you,
are flying by...

I'm from my small-town pool,
Brothers and sisters being cruel...

Tears.
Capsules of sadness...

Just like the flu,
I hate you...

I want to hold you,be close to you,
and hold you tight...

When I'm mad,
i think of you...

You open my heart,
and clear my mind...

They were going to win.
The last jump...

Give me a shelter,
give me a home...

I make no mistakes,
I will make a mark...

Something...
something is there...

A house of memories,
Full of laughter...