thing of the past

you are a thing of the past
not a mem'ry that should last
decomposed, rotten, and decayed
buried deep, forgotten, or mislaid
you are a thing of the past

you are a trick of the mind
a thing of the otherworldly kind
eery, unsubstantial, vague
a fairy tale, or a mythic plague
you are a trick of the mind

you were the love of my life
that I cut off like with a knife
forgot the awesome time that we once had
forgot the hurt when our love had gone bad
you were the love of my life

why do you still haunt my dreams
why pop up in my mind
why is it so hard for me
tryin' to leave you behind

still not a thing of the past
but a mem'ry that will last
neither dead, rotten, or decayed
buried deep, forgotten, or mislaid
still not a thing of the past