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ONCE UPON A MEMORY....

Memories make us
Song:Not Over You" by Gavin Degraw(See lyrics below)



Memories,memories can’t live without them ,can’t live with them.


             They are a treasure safely tucked in our minds and hearts.Some are buried deep ,some are put on a pedestal to relive and relish every day we are alive.I just  love this lyrics,I mean how can you be so  hung up over someone this bad that you unconsciously or subconsciously sit at a table set for two just cause you were used to it???But  I guess for this guy the memory still lives and it’s hard  to push it away,and desperate is what he is “dreams that’s where I have to go to see your beautiful  face anymore” . Really????

Facing our memories,that’s the key to unlocking all our life's  complications.It’s a ticket to freedom though most times we neglect for fear of the ‘unknown’. But I say the “unknown” is just some fancy word for “coming to terms with our own fears “And finally I'm forced to face the truth,No matter what I say I'm -Not over youMemories are psychologically proven to shape our lives “I would lie and say that you're not on my mind  But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two”,what may have happened 10 years ago will definitely show itself in our present lives.

So keep what matters and the rest that you wish to forget you  DEAL with it so that it doesn’t come back haunting you.Memory make us.


Dreams, that's where I have to go
To see your beautiful - face anymore
I stare at a picture of you, and listen to the radio
Hope, hope there's a conversation
We both admit we had it good
But until then it's alienation, I know
That much is understood
And I realize

[Chorus:]
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth,
No matter what I say I'm - not over you (not over you)

Damn, damn girl you do it well
And I thought you were innocent
Took this heart and put it through hell
But still you're magnificent
I I'm a boomerang, doesn't matter how you throw me
I turn around and I'm back in the game
Even better than the old me
But I'm not even close without you

[Chorus:]
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth,
No matter what I say I'm - not over you (not over you)

And if I had the chance to renew
You know there isn't a thing I wouldn't do
I could get back on the right track
But only if you'd be convinced
So until then...

[Chorus:]
If you ask me how I'm doing
I would say I'm doing just fine
I would lie and say that you're not on my mind
But I go out and I sit down at a table set for two
And finally I'm forced to face the truth,
No matter what I say I'm -
Not over you
Not over you
Not over you
Not over you




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