I hold my memories too close to my chest I hold my memories and they won’t fade away Carrying the weight of my head on my shoulders Just trying to make a mark Tracing stains on broken bark What do you mean when you say We’re both the same I can wait until you’re ready To see what I can see I hold my memories too close to my chest I hold my memories so they won’t fade away There’s silencing words and deafening silence so Don’t be too quick to put a name on this