[Verse] The paint is cracked, the frame is old, That photograph's a story told. A wedding day, a summer's breeze, Now all that's left are memories. [Verse 2] The kids have grown, the house feels wide, Echoes linger where love used to bide. I run my fingers down the hall, Picking memories off the wall. [Chorus] I'm picking memories off the wall, Each one a piece of what we saw. The laughter, tears, the rise, the fall, Life’s a gallery, and I’ve lived it all. [Verse 3] The clock still ticks, though time has flown, The pictures fade, the kids have grown. A rocking chair, an empty call, Picking memories off the wall. [Bridge] Dust settles slow, but love runs deep, These fragile frames, the past they keep. The years may pass, but I recall, Every moment hanging on that wall. [Chorus] I'm picking memories off the wall, Each one a piece of what we saw. The laughter, tears, the rise, the fall, Life’s a gallery, and I’ve lived it all.
