Memory Street
Margaret Glaspy Lyrics


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Ring the alarm
I'm on memory street
With him on my arm
And my feet on the dash of that car

I don't dare
Walk down memory street
Why remember
All the times I took forever to forget?

Call the guards
I'm at the gates
Peeping through the bars
At a chateau called yesterday

I don't dare
Walk down memory street
Oh why remember
All the times I took forever to forget?

When I get hungry
For the mess we made
I start walking down memory lane
The record skips but I let it play
But I hear your voice scream my name
And I tell you to go back
To wherever the fuck you came

I don't go back, but when I go back
I try, I try to remember all the times I




Times I
Times I took forever to forget

Overall Meaning

In Margaret Glaspy's song Memory Street, the singer finds herself on a road where memories of a past love life haunt her. The song opens with the line, "Ring the alarm, I'm on memory street, with him on my arm, and my feet on the dash of that car." Here the singer is reminiscing the time when she was in a car with her ex-lover with her feet on the dashboard, and they were driving down the memory lane. However, she now regrets that decision and does not want to revisit those memories. She says, "I don't dare walk down memory street, why remember all the times I took forever to forget?"


The central theme of the song revolves around the idea of moving on and forgetting old memories. The singer is now in a better place, and she does not want to revisit the sad scenarios of her past. She comments, "When I get hungry for the mess we made, I start walking down memory lane. The record skips, but I let it play, but I hear your voice scream my name. And I tell you to go back to wherever the fuck you came." The song ends with the singer trying her best to remember the times she took forever to forget. It is an expression of the inner turmoil that one goes through while dealing with a past relationship.


Line by Line Meaning

Ring the alarm
I am alarmed and getting ready to confront something emotional.


I'm on memory street
I am immersed in my memories and the feelings they evoke.


With him on my arm And my feet on the dash of that car
I am reminiscing about a specific experience with my past love interest.


I don't dare Walk down memory street
I am afraid of reliving past emotions and don't want to revisit those memories.


Why remember All the times I took forever to forget?
What good does it do to remember the process of trying to forget something painful?


Call the guards I'm at the gates
I am trying to prevent myself from falling back into old patterns of thought and behavior about the past.


Peeping through the bars At a chateau called yesterday
I am looking back at a past time in my life, which feels like a beautiful mansion (chateau), unreachable and distant.


When I get hungry For the mess we made
Sometimes I crave the chaos and intensity of the past relationship.


I start walking down memory lane The record skips but I let it play
I revisit those memories, even though parts of them are painful.


But I hear your voice scream my name And I tell you to go back To wherever the fuck you came
I hear my ex-partner's voice in my head, but I reject it and refuse to engage. I am trying to create distance and move on from the memories in which they haunt me.


I don't go back, but when I go back I try, I try to remember all the times I Times I Times I took forever to forget
While I don't want to relive those memories, when I do, I try to gain insight into the process of letting go and moving on from those emotions.




Writer(s): margaret glaspy

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wakinguptooearly

That ending is just so haunting. The repetition of "times I, times I..." leaves you more uncomfortable with each iteration, and it makes you hold you breath questioning if it will ever end. Every strum is like that old memory resurfacing, and you just want it to stop, just stop, please stop -- and then she stops. For a moment, her beautiful voice cuts through as if it's over " ~ times I, took forever to forget."
You think it's over, but she taunts once more, and for the last time, sinking into a strum of complete discord like the knife that cuts every time you walk down Memory Street -- what a fucking masterpiece.

Mister Pumpkinhead

I love that part. On one show she repeated it 38 times. Brilliant!

Robert Goldstein

I freakin' love this song.

Budi Prasetyo Harsono

love her music

Pete Slavin

That is awesome. Amazing that this song doesn't get more exposure...

Stephen Witthoft

She is just amazing!!

MiniFlea04

That first “I’m on” kills me. I get shivers every time.

ogenmatic

Nothing fancy or complicated but satisfyingly intense!

Andy Iveson

Just can't stop playing this...

Budi Prasetyo Harsono

2:31 killing it! Play better music than the rest

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