Hector (The Collector) Lyrics

See the past hanging on your wall

Piled high, time to fall

Who's it for

Not for me no more

Ticket stubs and souvenirs

Collect the dust between your ears

It's in your head

So why the cardboard box beneath your bed

Dreaming on that one day soon

You'll have time to watch this room

Let it go and memories will do

The only tape you haven't got

Is 'Hector's House' or maybe not

Out in the pond

There's a real frog and fish

Your life is piled around you all the corners packed

The attic's overflowing, garage heart attack

But it's all memorabilia it's not real at all

Living in the moment

Without the need of plaques upon your wall

Sell it off, let it go

Stop it now, Hector no

What the hell

You'll never know what's there

And why should you care

So lay it bare

Hector do you dare

You'll never know what was there

And why should you care

Cos you were there

You were there

You were there

You were there