From the recording Age of Blame
Lyrics
I remember the days we were young things
Every bit of sun soaked in
Through the window panes of your mama's kitchen
Drinking gin and listening
Thirty three and a third spinning
“Breathe, breathe in the air”
And it was
Overwhelming
Getting carried away
The memories flood my mind like a pipeline wave
Overwhelming
It got in and it stayed
Overwhelming
I remember muscle cars and street lights flickering
I wanted to play house
You wanted to play chicken
Truth or dare, trumps, gateway drugs and stolen rosé wine
And kissing under the big tree
On the good side of time
It was
Overwhelming
Getting carried away
Memory floods my mind like a pipeline wave
Overwhelming
It got in and it stayed
Overwhelming