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Music by elton john
Lyrics by bernie taupin
Available on the album breaking hearts

Guess there are times when we all need to share a little pain
When you're at home alone, the blues will taunt you constantly
When you're out in a crowd, the blues will haunt your memory
The nights when you don
I remember running free as a bird
All through my childhood long years
My memories sweet as a song in the wind
Of those who took care of me
to remember but he can't
You don't look back
Memories - they're like a rose that blooms at night

There's a clock that never strikes
In the Town Hall's towers
know what it's like when memories make you wince
And love letters read like obituaries
And photo albums are the books of the dead
I need no reminders,
holes in my memories until I'm satisfied. 
I'm drawn to familiar environments and dangers. 
I look at my photo albums and all I see are strangers.
peace,
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave,
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me,
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
This song was first released on the All Aboard! album. It is the only album it has been released on.


Daddy, what's a train? Is it something I can
(Yeah-yeah) What about the night we cried?
Things like a lover's vow
Things that we don't do now
Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

Memories are all
See if we can kill your amnesia by the time I leave,
All mommies I harbor for vouch for me,
Tell 'em bout the time all your mommas couch mommy
All
I am a sinner, who's probably gonna sin again
Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone
Bitch don
Chorus:
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like crack
the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just bring it
yo man...
The main thing we want y'all to take from this album
You don't take shit else from this record, man
If you don't get nothin' else, man
just thought it looked cool
You can say what you want
But that don't make it the truth
When its 91 outside
Bet it's 69 in my coupe
The A/C blowing
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy,
down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy,
the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy, I'd rather
the hood, when you ballin' with lames
On the highway to heaven, I headed to switch lanes
In the ghetto, surrounded by these bitches and gangs
It's much,
niggaz 
Locked down in the ten by fo', controllin the house 
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks 
Burn em down and you can have
the Cris' and get pissy-pissy
Flow infinitely like the memory of my nigga Biggie, baby!
You know it's hell when I come through
The life and times of Shawn
down in the ten by fo', controllin the house
We live in hard knocks, we don't take over we borrow blocks
Burn em down and you can have it back daddy,
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
closed
Is it back to charging motherfuckers four for an O
I don't know I keep a rotary phone
So I remember all the numbers of my homies who gone
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