Riding shotgun through memory lane

Riding shotgun through memory lane
I find things quite insane as also lame

Although I mostly remember the good
The bad I discarded as fast food

Riding shotgun through memory lane
There´s no feeling of shame nor as I have to wear a chain

Feeling like a wild bird
That still has the password

Riding shotgun through memory lane
I have found the password for a future with much less rain

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

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