Every memory comes on when I hear that old song that we used to sing with the words all wrong. I remember the faces and familiar places. And I sing along, but Acadia is gone. Chords arpeggio'd! Ran out of gas on the highway, we walked there and I gave drunken speeches on the sobriety. Now we\'ve all moved away and somehow became men, but I remember where it began. Forgotten behind me. Sometimes it reminds me of when we, we used to belong here. CHORUS Every memory comes on when I hear that o (guitaretab.com)