I've a library full of memories

With a key for every one

Play the key watch me lose

My senses into the sun



The moments of silence

And I walk among the shelves

Wandering these lost times

I can hurt or cure myself



The first few notes begin to play

My heart begins to race

I redden as she looks at me

With a smile on her face



Across the table from me

With ice cream in her hand

Two years and I still miss her;

But she's no longer my best friend



The first verse rings in my ear

Before it's even there

I see the Pennsylvania hills

And feel the humid air



Listening to my music

Gazing through the window a lot

Hours I'm stuffed in the car

Listening to my thoughts



Now the bridge has come

Walking away from my home

Tears are in my mother's eyes

As she sees how far we've grown



It's my first year of middle school

And I'm a nervous wreck

The future is so cloudy

I don't know what to expect



The tempo builds and he is there

My first ans closest friend

We play together in the sandbox

But our bond was soon to end



It's the last base drop

And the winter's a sharp chill

I have a sled under my arm

As I look far down Cobb's Hill



The final keys are struck

My hand ***** into a fist

As I feel the rushing anger

And see the blood on my wrist



Only a few more seconds

The song is almost done

I feel the breeze as I bike

Under the scarlet sun