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