From the recording Fathers and Sons

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Here Nor There
Eb Ab Eb
There’s dead spaces in the yard.
Cm Bb
Where we played the grass worn bare.
Sometimes I think I tried to hard.
But that is neither here nor there.

And still have some of your stuff.
Packed away under the stairs.
Maybe we didn’t try hard enough.
But that is neither here nor there.
Gm Cm
Memories fade. They hide somewhere.
Bb Ab
That is neither here nor there.

The buried trail where the leaves did fall.
I keep thinking you might appear.
Sometimes it’s like it never happened at all.
It is neither there or here.

Memories fade. Some disappear.
They are neither there or here.
(one line of intro)

Remember when we found the wounded bird.
I said handle with care.
A memory folded into words.
That is both here and there.