Arms Around a Memory

Embracing Echoes: Nostalgia on NYC Streets
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Lyrics

Oh-oh, for them New York City summer streets

Reflecting on memories of New York City summer streets

All of the hours lost between

Contemplating the time lost

There was always a beautiful sky

Acknowledging the presence of a beautiful sky

And you on your contact high

Referencing someone being on a contact high

And me with my broken bottle smile

Describing oneself with a broken bottle smile


I put my arms around a memory

Expressing a nostalgic embrace of a memory

Though you'd always told me not to try (wrapped in my arms)

Ignoring advice and attempting to hold onto the memory

Didn't we make a beautiful life

Reflecting on the creation of a beautiful life

In your eighth-floor walk-up that night

Recalling a specific night in an eighth-floor walk-up

The way two words they make a rhyme

Highlighting the poetic nature of two words rhyming


And I got to questioning my credibility

Expressing doubt about personal credibility

Like you're the reliable witness to what I feel

Questioning the reliability of someone as a witness to feelings

No, I can't still taste all the sweetness of what we had

Unable to fully recall the sweetness of past experiences

And there's no one will kiss me as deep as you know you have

No one else can match the depth of a past connection


Once that I saw how to see

Discovering the ability to see and appreciate love

All of your love was looking back at me

Realizing that all the love received is reciprocated

It was hard not to fulfill the prophecy we could have been

Feeling pressured to fulfill a potential prophecy of love


Oh-oh, but bow California's out of reach

Acknowledging that California is now out of reach

All of those colors bleed between

Colors symbolizing emotions blending together

There's always a beautiful sky

Noting the presence of a beautiful sky once again

Me on my contact high

Reference to being on a contact high again

And you, with your broken bottle dreams

Someone with broken bottle dreams


And if you get to questioning my credibility

Facing doubts about personal credibility again

Like you're the reliable witness to what I feel

Questioning the reliability of someone as a witness to feelings again

No, I can't still taste all the sweetness of what we had

Unable to fully recall the sweetness of past experiences again

And there's no one will touch me as deep as you know you have

No one else can touch as deeply as a past connection

Once that I saw how to see

Recalling the ability to see and appreciate love again

All of your love was looking back at me

Realizing that all the love received is reciprocated again

It was hard not to fulfill the prophecy we'd always been

Feeling pressured to fulfill a potential prophecy of love again

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