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© 2016 Jim St. James
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I WAS SEARCHIN' FOR SOME NEAR FORGOTTEN
REMNANT FROM MY YOUTH, THROUGH PHOTOGRAPHS AND MEMORIES AND THINGS I NEVER USE
FOUND MYSELF SWALLOWED BY EMOTIONS HIGH AND LOW, LAUGHTER, TEARS AND ONE TIME FEARS, A LOOK IN MY OWN SOUL,

THOUGHT ABOUT THE PEOPLE IN MY LIFE WHO'VE COME AND GONE, TO OTHER THINGS AND ANGEL WINGS, HAS IT REALLY BEEN THAT LONG?

IN A BASEMENT ON A SHELF,
IN A DUSTY ATTIC BOX,
IN A CLOSET DOWN THE HALL,
THAT'S WHERE WE KEEP IT ALL,
EVERYBODY HAS A PLACE TO KEEP WHAT ONCE WAS NOW,
WHERE WE STOW AWAY THE TRACES OF OLD FAMILIAR SPACES, NEVER ERASING THE PIECES OF OUR LIVES

LOVERS, FRIENDS AND TRIPS I'VE TOOK, TO PEOPLE, PLACES THINGS,
OLD PHONE NUMBERS NEVER CALLED, SOME I CAN'T EXPLAIN, YELLOW NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS, KEYS THAT HAVE NO LOCKS, A CHRONOLOGIC HISTORY WORTH MORE THAN OLD FORT KNOX

IN A BASEMENT ON A SHELF,
IN A DUSTY ATTIC BOX,
IN A CLOSET DOWN THE HALL,
THAT'S WHERE WE KEEP IT ALL,
EVERYBODY HAS A PLACE TO KEEP WHAT ONCE WAS NOW,
WHERE WE STOW AWAY THE TRACES OF OLD FAMILIAR SPACES, NEVER ERASING THE PIECES OF OUR LIVES

IN A BASEMENT ON A SHELF,
IN A DUSTY ATTIC BOX,
IN A CLOSET DOWN THE HALL,
THAT'S WHERE WE KEEP IT ALL,
EVERYBODY HAS A PLACE TO KEEP WHAT ONCE WAS NOW,
WHERE WE STOW AWAY THE TRACES OF OLD FAMILIAR SPACES, NEVER ERASING THE PIECES OF OUR LIVES

I'M GLAD I NEVER FOUND THE TIME, TO THROW THEM ALL AWAY, I GUESS INSIDE I KNEW I NEVER COULD. TIME SEEMS TO STAND STILL, WHEN I FEEL THIS WAY, REVISITNG ALL THESE THINGS I'VE SAVED

IN YOUR BASEMENT ON A SHELF,
IN YOUR DUSTY ATTIC BOX,
IN YOUR CLOSET DOWN THE HALL,
THAT'S WHERE YOU KEEP IT ALL,
EVERYBODY HAS A PLACE TO KEEP WHAT ONCE WAS NOW,
WHERE WE STOW AWAY THE TRACES OF OLD FAMILIAR SPACES, NEVER ERASING THE PIECES OF OUR LIVES
THE PIECES OF OUR LIVES