When a man has a thing to say
Sometimes words never come his way
Strong enough to transact

Something physical
All the ways that a man can find
To evolve a picture from a state of mind

You never seem to mean the same to every guy
Something physical
Words can be found and twisted round

Words are not substitute
When it seems we are locked in a room
that's a tomb of memories

The hurt it don't stop, the hurt it don't stop
Memories
Simple words from a simple man

Can see more than the learning head
They turn emotion into something
Physical yeh,

Something physical
Words can be found and twisted round
Words are not substitute

When it seems we are locked in a room
that's a tomb of memories
The hurt it don't stop, the hurt it don't stop

Memories