Intro: Em
verse 1
Em
Half washed off sidewalk chalk
Little blurry memory blocks
D
This conscious mind forgot
Em
but he's still getting caught
C
in the sting of daddy's belt
Em
Terrified of himself
F#m B Em
And passing down this hell of little memories
G
With so many little people
Em
Having big things to do
C
There is bound to be one of them
F#m B
Looking up to you
G
To be all their glitter and the glue sticks
Em
And their color-in' books
C
There's a story being written
F#m B
When you take a closer look
Am
This is more than just a moment
D B
So be careful how you treat
D Em
Your little memories