The Memory Booth

(Hayden Coil)

Memories from the past cause the protagonist to start yearning for a woman he once loved, while he was still in a relationship with his loving current wife. It finally eats at him from the inside and his wife is immediately there to comfort him and accept his sins. He realizes his mistake and vows to forget Marie, and embrace his fragile, tender wife, Annabeth.

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Evergreens like singing trees
We swim in sonic frequency
Cascading up and through the breeze
One hand around your shoulder
While the other prods through fallen leaves

The air is clumsy and so are we
Your bouncing hair obscuring me
Your playful arms wave wildly
But looking close I clearly see
That you're not you and I just can't believe
That's the beauty Marie

(Chorus)
This photo album, this dusty old tome
Could sweep a room and destroy a home
So I'll leave it where it lay and have it sleep alone
Just like I do when I'm dreaming of you
Wherever you are, beauty Marie, let you roam

Can't sleep now, want to pick up the phone
Remember when we dreamt of Rome?
Our glasses spilling over with foam
You said do you love me, I hiccuped
And we laughed the whole ride home

I sit alone now in my den
In comes my wife, sickly and thin
We trade looks and I burst from within
She brushes my hair with knowing hands
And whispers it's okay, Dan

(Chorus repeats)

This loving woman did I neglect?
She's no model what did I expect?
She cleans me up 'cause I'm a wreck
Sometimes the sweetest of fruits
Are fragile like sweet, angelic Annabeth

(Chorus repeats with closing line altered)
This photo album, this dusty old tome
Could sweep a room and destroy a home
So I'll leave it where it lay and have it sleep alone
Just like I do when I'm dreaming of you
Wherever you are, carefree Marie, please don't let me know
It was hard enough to let you go
© Hayden Coil 2019

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