Searching Through the Changes

Memories have a way of looking grand
Recollections loom in what you still plan
They can keep you hanging on, when you need to evolve
They’re still lobbying strong
Maybe it’s time you tell them so long

Memories can lay claim to all you’ve gained
They can rearrange what you’re trying to change
They can bring you to your knees, you might beg, you might bleed
But they’ll deflect the blame
Maybe it’s time you pack them away

Memories can be made everyday
Souvenirs of time like pictures framed
And you’ll cherish lots of them, and yet others remain
And they’ll pose as your friends
Maybe it’s time you trade those ones in