Souvenirs of pioneers
Proof that the West was won
These rotten beams will tumble down Replaced by the newer ones
Weren’t we fine gunfighters in another time? Were we celebrated writers after the war? After the war
History repeats itself
But I don’t know what for
I got all these souvenirs
But I can’t seem to find you anymore
Souvenir
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone You were here
I’m moving on, I’m moving on
How does it feel
After I’m gone
To be the ghost in the picture as it disappears Souvenir
Souvenirs of privateers
Our black flag in the sun
Was taken down and passed around And put in a museum
Weren’t we fat cat tycoons of the Gilden Age In flower children costumes in the Bay High as a summer day
History repeats itself
But I don’t know what for
I got all these souvenirs
But I can’t seem to find you anymore
Souvenir
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone You were here
I’m moving on, I’m moving on
How does it feel
After I’m gone
To be the ghost in the picture as it disappears Souvenir
Our past is a foreign country
The neighborhoods have changed I was the fool that got lucky
You were the fool who flew straight
Souvenir
Now you’re gone, now you’re gone
You were here
I’m moving on, I’m moving on
How does it feel
After I’m gone
To be the ghost in the picture as it disappears Souvenir
The past is a foreign country
Our neighborhood is changed
And I was the fool who got lucky
You were the fool who flew straight
