Faded Memories

The colors were fine, and the canvas looked nice

It was the right saturation and a little bright

The tint was fair bit afar, the contrast was due

Something was lacking, so I painted some hue

And It looks so nice

It looks so fine

It looks so neat

I have time to beat

The memories have faded, I have lost my chance

The memories have faded, but, I still love to dance

The memories have faded, twice tonight we land

Oh, the story of faded memories

Story of faded memories

Everything's forgotten, the faded memories

I gathered some teak woods, up from the lil forest

I sailed down the shallow river, with me was a beaver

I had to build something, where I could fit in,

Saw, Hammer, and some tools made a house so cute,

And it looks so nice

It just look so fine

It looks so neat

But I have time to beat

The memories have faded, I have lost my chance

The memories have faded, but, I still love to dance

The memories have faded, I have to make a stand

Oh, story of faded memories

Story of faded memories

All things are hazy, the faded memories

I brought the light canvas into my wooden house,

Uncovered the cloth, stood next to a sloth

What the hell is this? Is this my canvas painting?

What have I done? it's all wrong and stinking.

And it's all bad,

It is so untidy,

It isn't nice,

and it looks so rogue

I searched for some answers, were the colors all bad?

Is canvas the culprit? Or is it the slim rat?

Scratching my head, oh, where the hell is my glass?

There it is there it is, my red-tinted glass, my red tinted glass,

Shit, my RED tinted glass

The memories have faded, and I have lost my chance

The memories have faded, oh, just let me dance

The memories have faded, it was all trance

Oh, story of faded memories

Story of faded memories

Nothing is left, just faded memories

Faded Memories