Carson Grubb - Memory Lyrics

If I only had one last song to sing
It wouldn't be about you, it wouldn't be about me
It wouldn't be about running like a horse broken free
Drunken on his speed on a cliff by the sea
It wouldn't be about telling someone that you're in love
It wouldn't be about never ever getting enough
It wouldn't be about our plan for a house on the sand
Where we could watch the storm making its final stand

Life was nothing but a flicker of warmth
While we burned bright blue in a firestorm
In the shadow of heaven and the shade of hell
I heard your name in the old brass bell
Memory, memory, memory
The plot wouldn't matter a damn to me
If I only had one song to sing

It wouldn't be about sex it wouldn't be about sex
It would be about the things Love calls tenderness
It wouldn't be about your skin or your eyes or your sin
It wouldn't be about you naked on my family linen
It wouldn't be about life well spent in its waste
It wouldn't be about regretting only every taste
With one last song to sing
One final, little nuclear thing
Well, I've heard you hum the same melody
And I trust you, love, to know what it means

Life was nothing but a flicker of warmth
While we burned bright blue in a firestorm
In the shadow of heaven and the shade of hell
I heard your name in the old brass bell
Memory, memory, memory
The plot wouldn't matter a damn to me
If I only had one song to sing