Memories

They bring you up,
they slap you down,
they will not be ignored.
They'll beat you to the groun'!

they make you laugh,
they make you cry,
they won't let you get bored.
They'll hound you 'til you die!

They are all good,
they are all bad,
they cut just like a sword,
they'll make you so damn sad.

they own your soul,
they own your mind,
they dance you 'pon their cord.
They'll sometimes treat you kind.

Your memories make you what you are,
you'll not leave them far behind.