Lyrics Margie - Heathers

Margie

If I was to tell you a story, would you keep it to yourself and not tell
anybody else?
Like you’ve done before
If I was to pass you on a secret would you lock it up and keep it in a room
full of keys So it wouldn’t get lost?
Well, I was walking down the road one day when I spied a building that had
fallen to decay
Underneath all the rocks and rubble and memories, were hundreds and billions of
forgotten stories
So I crawled inside and I gathered them up and I read what they said like
anybody would
To my surprise they just happened to be a complete mirror image of my life story
Do you realise that when you are young, you tend to take for granted what
everybody’s done?
Do you realise that when you are young, you tend to turn an eye from the things
that mean the most and
Do you realise that when you are young, the things you take so seriously mean
nothing at all
Do you realise that when you are young, the stories you recall are the
influential sort
So I, I went and told you that story, didn’t keep it to yourself went and told
everybody else.
To my surprise
But I, I didn’t let it get me down, I don’t often take these stories as they
clearly seem to sound.
Because most of the time they’re lies
Believe it or not I retraced my steps and I carried on walking back to where we
first met, the stories we shared strewn all over the ground.
The stories we
shared, I wish I’d never found
But I glued them back together, hoping everything would be better,
and we’d be back together.
Everything would be fine
These things are meant to happen.
And the evidence not forgotten.
Everything will be better, everything will be fine