My Broken Souvenirs
Ray Dylan Lyrics


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For each moment of tears
I still had my souvenirs
Cherished in a pocket full of dreams
I could hold I could feel
Kept pretending they were real
Long time after lovers stayed away.
Now a picture of you
I had cherished so true
Even kissed 'till I'd seen you again
But when

I've been crying today
Threw my memories away
Something died as I cried
For my broken souvenirs.
Can I reach for the sun
Find a place I belong
Now you're one of my broken souvenirs.
If you'll need me again
There's no way you really can
Pasted pieces never make a whole
And if you leave your room
On some windy afternoon
Try to see where all the pieces flew.
It was hard to get on
Since my memories were gone
But if you'll ever see me again
I can





I've been crying today
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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ray Dylan's song My Broken Souvenirs depict a sense of loss and nostalgia for a past love. The singer talks about holding on to his memories, of cherishing a picture of his lover, and the pain of throwing them away. The broken souvenirs are symbolic of the fragments of a past relationship that are still very dear to him. He finds it hard to move on since his memories are all he has left of his beloved.


The line "For each moment of tears, I still had my souvenirs" suggests that the singer found solace in his memories during the painful moments of his break up. The line "Pasted pieces never make a whole" alludes to the fact that despite holding on to these pieces, they will not be able to recreate the past relationship. The overarching theme of the song is that of someone trying to come to terms with a past love and finding a way to move on.


Overall, the lyrics are poignant and beautifully express the emotions of loss and heartbreak. The song is definitely relatable to anyone who has gone through a similar experience.


Line by Line Meaning

For each moment of tears
During difficult times of heartache and sorrow


I still had my souvenirs
I held onto cherished keepsakes and memories


Cherished in a pocket full of dreams
These memories were something I held dear, like a treasure


I could hold I could feel
These souvenirs were tangible and meaningful


Kept pretending they were real
I held onto these memories and pretended that they were still alive and vibrant


Long time after lovers stayed away.
Even after the relationship ended, I held onto these souvenirs for a long time


Now a picture of you
Out of all the memories and souvenirs, this one stood out the most


I had cherished so true
This picture was something I held dear and valuable


Even kissed 'till I'd seen you again
I had kissed this picture multiple times, as if to preserve the feeling of being with you


But when
However, something happened that changed my perspective


I've been crying today
I am currently experiencing sadness and heartache


Threw my memories away
I decided to let go of these cherished souvenirs


Something died as I cried
Through this release of emotions, I experienced a feeling of loss and emptiness


For my broken souvenirs.
These once precious souvenirs are now broken and hold no value


Can I reach for the sun
Can I find something new and vibrant to hold onto


Find a place I belong
Find a new sense of purpose and belonging


Now you're one of my broken souvenirs.
Even you, my once cherished love, have become just another broken and valueless souvenir


If you'll need me again
If you ever want to reconnect with me


There's no way you really can
There's no way we can go back to the way things were


Pasted pieces never make a whole
Even if we tried to piece together what we had, it wouldn't be the same


And if you leave your room
If you ever decide to move on


On some windy afternoon
On a random and uneventful day


Try to see where all the pieces flew.
Reflect on where the souvenirs and memories of our relationship went


It was hard to get on
Moving on from this relationship was difficult


Since my memories were gone
Without these cherished souvenirs and memories, it was hard to find a sense of closure


But if you'll ever see me again
However, if we ever do meet again


I can
I am ready and willing to move forward without these broken souvenirs


I've been crying today
I am still grieving, but I am ready to begin to heal




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