Tell Me I'm Here - Hector Gachan

Oh, memory I’m glad to keep ya

Glad to see you’re always on time

What lies behind us and before us

Are tiny matters in disguise

Side by side with what’s within us

For in this moment, we’re alive

Oh, memory I’m glad to keep ya

Glad to see you’re always on time

You never have the answers

I know I need to change

You never have the answers

Even when I’m circling in the drain

It’s so weird to trip over something that’s behind you

Choke on it, fall upstairs thinking they’ll have no clue

But don’t you know everybody’s looking for a breakthrough?

East to west, it’s all a mess, and everybody’s a fool

Woah-woah, tell me I’m here

I’m done thinking about what happened

Woah-woah, tell me I’m here

I think I’ve got too much on my mind (Too much on my mind)

Oh, memory has broadened the vistas

I must look beyond what I see

And if I’m peeking through a keyhole

See the opportunity

I need a skeptic, narcoleptic, antiseptic remedy

From Bosnia to Banksia

I must be what I’m destined to be

But someone’s gotta go

And he thinks that he’s the one

And someone’s on the run

And he does it just for fun

And someone’s gotta go

And he thinks that he’s the one

And someone’s gotta go

Thinks that he’s the one

Woah-woah, tell me I’m here

I’m done thinking about what happened

Woah-woah, tell me I’m here

I think I’ve got too much on my mind (Too much on my mind)

Woah-woah, tell me I’m here

I’m done thinking about what happened

Woah-woah, tell me I’m here

I think I’ve got too much on my mind (Too much on my mind)