The memories are there somewhere
Find some pictures you can share
Keepsakes of the life that's there behind her
Do I bring up the subject of
Yes
But keep it light at first, that's best
Careful that she's not distressed
When the time's right, tell the rest
Remind her
You'll find her
So let's start with something small
Something personal and pretty
I bet you'll know these shiny things
Um, they must be tacky trinkets from, I guess, Atlantic City?
No, actually, Di, they're our wedding rings
It's going well
Here's a flower from our wedding
It was such a sight to see
With the ceremony everything we'd hoped
Uh, Dad
Well, that's how I remember it
So that's how it'll be
It was raining. It was Portland. You eloped. I mean, Portland
It's an open book to write here
It's a life we can restore
We can get back what we had and maybe more
Maybe get us back to better than before
Uh, you're missing a few pictures here, Dad. Didn't the doctor say to
The doctor said at the right time
Oh. Well then
Here's the year we drove the west
We hit the highway in the Honda
And I took pictures everywhere we went
We saw the Painted Desert
The Grand Canyon and Aunt Rhonda
And Nat learned what her middle finger meant
Here's the first house that we owned
On Walton Way, we loved that place
Then we built this one on land that we both chose
And here's a pic of all of us with smiles on every face
And the Photoshopping hardly even shows
We're standing by a lake with all these ducks
And who's this little chubby girl?
That's Natalie
This sucks
Hey, Nat. Nat!
Gonna get us back to normal
Gonna get us back to good
Gonna get back what we had and maybe more
We'll remember all the good times
And forget the things we should
Gonna get us back to better than before
We can get things back to better than before
Alright. Fine
Here's the headline in the paper
When you freaked out at the market
Here's the house on Walton Way after the fire
Natalie!
Here's the damage to the Honda
When you showed me how to park it
Did we crush somebody's cat beneath the tire?
Yes. Ours
Here's Dad at my recital
And we're wondering where you are
I remember this. I made it to the school
Wait, you remember?
It was the year of too much lithium
I hid out in the car
Yes!
And your swim meet just last year
I'm in the pool
So you are
You're getting it! You've got it, Di! Hooray!
Your life has kind of sucked, I think
You've got it, yay hooray!
Gonna get back what I lost there
Gonna find out who I was
Gonna open up the gates and let it pour
And if memory makes things better
Well, memory always does
Gonna get us back to better than before
Make everything much better than before
Won't anything be better than before?
Better than before
I guess it must be better than before
Better than before
Better than before
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