Chapter : I Remember It All Too Well
Chapter : I Remember It All Too Well
"'Alice:
I walked through the door with you.
The air was cold.
But something about it felt like home somehow.
And I left my scarf there
At your sister's house,
And you've still got it
In your drawer,
Even now.
Oh, your sweet disposition
And my wide-eyed gaze.
We're singing in the car
Getting lost upstate.
Autumn leaves falling down
Like pieces into place.
And I can picture it,
After all these days.
And I know its long gone
And that magic's not here no more.
And I might be OK,
But I'm not fine at all.
Cause there we are again
On that little town street.
You almost ran the red
Cause you were looking over at me.
Wind in my hair,
I was there,
I remember it
All Too Well.
Photo album on the counter
Your cheeks were turning red.
You used to be a little kid with glasses
In a twin size bed.
Your mother's telling stories about you
On a tee-ball team.
You tell me about your past,
Thinking your future was me.
And I know its long gone
And there was nothing else I could do.
And I forget about you long enough,
To forget why I needed to.
Cause there we are again
In the middle of the night.
We're dancing round the kitchen
In the refrigerator light.
Down the stairs,
I was there,
I remember it,
All Too Well... Yeah!
Well, maybe we got lost in translation,
Maybe I asked for too much,
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece
Till you tore it all up.
Running scared, I was there,
I remember it,
All Too Well.
Hey, you call me up again,
Just to break me like a promise.
So casually cruel
In the name of being honest
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here,
Cause I remember it
All, all, all...
Too well."'
"'Time won't fly,
It's like I'm...
Paralysed... by it.
I'd like to be my Old Self again,
But I'm still trying to find it.
After plaid shirt days,
And nights when you made me your own,
Now you mail back my things and I
Walk home alone..."
Alice paused, taking in another memory of blowing dandelions on a grassy hill.
She took two deep breaths and continued the song.
"'But you keep my old scarf,
From that very first week.
Cause it reminds you of Innocence,
And it smells like me.
You can't get rid of it,
Cause you remember it,
All Too Well, yeah.
Cause there we are again,
When I loved you so.
Back before you lost,
That one real thing you've ever known.
It was rare, I was there,
I remember it All Too Well.
Wind in my hair,
You were there.
You remember it all,
Down the stairs,
You were there,
Cause you remember it all.
It was rare, I was there
I remember it.
All Too...
Well..."'