Scrapbook (1998) - The Limousines

The years gone by are captured

In a scrapbook that I made

I scribbled details of my memories

In the corners of each page

A Christmas morning photograph

From 1998

The living room still looks exactly the same

But it’s amazing how drastically our faces have changed

I’m left with foggy bits of history

And I’m flipping through the pages

Pictures taken in the summertime

Before they all moved away

Whatever came of so-and-so?

The black haired girl from outer space

Last I heard I think she switched teams

And ran off with what’s-her-face

I have trouble remembering names