park your car in the drive and stand out on the step your mother s in the cul de sac take a walk for a change and cut up to the park the shops and to the hall if there s anything the same the gardens know your name and try to keep a piece of you beyond you they want you to remember they want you to remember they want you to remember how you cried and though it hurts they ll always want you to remember chasing up through the streets the traffic and the trees they make the air that we recall push the gate on its hinge and let it swing away while never going in we were the only thing though only for a while those days they keep a piece of me beyond me they want me to remember they want me to remember they want me to remember how we tried and though it hurts they ll always want me to remember
['chamber pop', 'chamber psych', 'experimental pop', 'north east england indie']