I am an old song that you once knew
you can't remember me for the life of you
and now they're singing you verses that are new
and you are longing for just to hear that chorus
we fell asleep on a box of milk duds
they melted into the clubhouse cushions
i'd never loved another person
more than i loved you when i awoke that morning
you can try to relax or plan your attack
when you get back to Brooklyn
get back to Brooklyn
you can close your eyes for a moment at a time
but in the dark they stay open, always stay open
my spine gets the most sun
when i'm not lying on my back with my brains
dripping down into the palm of my hand
i'm always misplacing my wandering mind
it takes the metro it's never on time
and now i'm trying to remember how to climb the stairs
how to tie my shoes and how to braid my hair
I can't recall my own name or even why i care
I wish the clouds'd make up their mind
so I could make up mine now
we fell asleep on a box of milk duds
they melted into the clubhouse cushions
i'd never loved another person
more than I loved you more than i loved you
now I'm an old song that you once knew
you can't remember me for the life of you
but I hope you find joy in all the things you do
and in these songs we sing that are sung solely for you