The memory collector   The creak feeling   Takes you in and send you reeling   It's your being in the simplest song   It's the melody so strong   It won't let you forgot   What it is that you've done      Between the brain and the blackboard   Every lesson   Right or wrong you know that you're still guessing   And that shine hasn't been replaced   It'll hide in lines there on your face   They don't let you forget   Where it was that you came from      It the cool air, late afternoon   Sitting alone there on the floor of my room   The fireplace crackles, down the hall   "Dinner's ready!", I hear Mother call   I remember your childhood hair   Flowing wild at the county fair   And how you'd ride on the Himalaya