Tears For Fears - Memories Fade

#Subject: CRD: "Memories Fade" - Tears For Fears #From: Marc Virata <youtwo@nevada.edu> # # #Memories Fade # # #Transcribed by: Keith <SEIFERTK@NCCCOT2.AGR.CA> # # oh..... I cannot grow, I canot move, I cannot feel my age, The vice like grip of tension holds me fast, Engulged by you, what can I do, When history's my cage. Look forward to a future in the past. The more I talk, the more I say, The less you seem to hear. I'm speechless in a most peculiar way. Your mind (chordiearchive.chordie.com)

Subject: CRD: "Memories Fade" - Tears For Fears From: Marc Virata Memories Fade Transcribed by: Keith oh..... I cannot grow, I canot move, I cannot feel my age, The vice like grip of tension holds me fast, Engulged by you, what can I do, When history's my cage. Look forward to a future in the past. The more I talk, the more I say, The less you seem to hear. I'm speechless in a most peculiar way. Your mind is weak, your need is great, And nothing is too dear, For you to use to (guitartabs.cc)

Subject: CRD: "Memories Fade" - Tears For Fears From: Marc Virata Memories Fade Transcribed by: Keith oh..... I cannot grow, I canot move, I cannot feel my age, The vice like grip of tension holds me fast, Engulged by you, what can I do, When history's my cage. Look forward to a future in the past. The more I talk, the more I say, The less you seem to hear. I'm speechless in a most peculiar way. Your mind is weak, your need is great, And nothing is too dear, For you to use to tak (tabfu.thudspace.net)

Subject: CRD: "Memories Fade" - Tears For Fears From: Marc Virata Memories Fade Transcribed by: Keith oh..... I cannot grow, I canot move, I cannot feel my age, The vice like grip of tension holds me fast, Engulged by you, what can I do, When history's my cage. Look forward to a future in the past. The more I talk, the more I say, The less you seem to hear. I'm speechless in a most peculiar way. Your mind is weak, your need is great, And nothing is too dear, For you to use to t (guitaretab.com)

oh..... I cannot grow, I canot move, I cannot feel my age, The vice like grip of tension holds me fast, Engulged by you, what can I do, When history's my cage. Look forward to a future in the past. The more I talk, the more I say, The less you seem to hear. I'm speechless in a most peculiar way. Your mind is weak, your need is great, And nothing is too dear, For you to use to take the pain away. Memories fade, No don't pretend you can justify the end, Memories fade but the scars still lin (azchords.com)

oh..... I cannot grow, I canot move, I cannot feel my age, The vice like grip of tension holds me fast, Engulged by you, what can I do, When history's my cage. Look forward to a future in the past. The more I talk, the more I say, The less you seem to hear. I'm speechless in a most peculiar way. Your mind is weak, your need is great, And nothing is too dear, For you to use to take the pain away. Memories fade, No don't pretend you can justify the end, Memories fade but the scars still (azchords.com)