You’re Gonna Need This Memory

Green leaves shiver on that tree
Seasons turn like traffic lights
Like some fine flashing thing
Just outside, whispering, "Hold on, boy, you're gonna need this memory."

I've seen baby hands reach out
Grab my fingers like a vice
Grab my glasses, grab my keys
Grab my heart by the strings
Hold on, boy, you're gonna need this memory

If all I got for all my trouble is just a box of souvenirs, still it's worth a lot just to remember, just to know that I was here

Lovers smile from photographs of endless summers by the sea
I still hear old friends joke and laugh
From the past, they call to me
Saying, "Hold on, boy, you're gonna need this memory."

If all we got for all our trouble is just this box of souvenirs, still it's worth a lot just to remember, just so we know that we were here

Footprints walking in the sand
The tide will come and wash them clean
Sometimes when you squeeze my hand
Think I know just what you mean
You're saying, "Hold on, boy, you're gonna need this memory,"
Hold on, boy, you're gonna need this memory