Chords of Memory

Chords of Memory

The chords of memory play so slow,
bringing back the love we used to know.
We strummed our hearts, we played it true,
but now the chords are worn and blue.

I feel the echoes in every string,
the music of the love we used to bring.
But time has worn the notes so thin–
the chords of memory pull me in.

We used to sing with hearts of gold,
but now the tune feels tired and old.
I try to play, but the strings won’t bend.
The chords of memory never end.

The notes are fading, the song is done,
but the chords still play, one by one.
They echo soft, they echo deep–
a song of love that we couldn’t keep.

Chords of memory, they fade away,
but in my heart, they’ll always stay.