I found some old photographsnIn a box on a shelfnWhile I was looking for something elsenWe were smiling for the cameranOn a street in a townnIt's a place I can't remember nownnWhen that hour comes aroundnHow will you, how will you get throughnMy mind is already full of all the thingsnI never said, never said to younnHistory of Kodachrome GhostsnI thought I had layed to restnA dream half rememberednWhen, when you oversleptnnPictures cling to my mindn1980's christmas daynYou were younger than I am todaynNow I'm hear in this roomnWith you're life on my kneesnA shoebox full of memoriesnnSome things you gave menI will take, I'll take to the gravenMy mind is already full of promisesnWe didn't think to make, didn't think to makennHistory of Kodachrome GhostsnI thought I had layed to restnA dream half rememberednWhen, when you oversleptn