Em
There's only need, I love your need,
Am
So much I'm losing me.
Em Am
I cannot see the reason for the pain.
Em
With hungry joy, I'll be your toy,
Am
Just hoping you will play,
Em Am
Without the hope, my body starts to fail
Bm B
Memories fade but the scars still linger,
C
Goodbye my friend,
Am
Will I ever love again,
Bm B C Am
Memories fade but the scars still linger... oh.....
(slide base E 5th fret down to open)
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 linger
There's only need, I love your need
So much I'm losing me
I cannot see the reason for the pain
With hungry joy, I'll be your toy
Just hoping you will play
Without the hope, my body starts to fail
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Goodbye my friend
Will I ever love again?
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Ohh ho
I cannot grow, I cannot move
I cannot feel my age
The vice like grip of tension holds me fast
Engulfed by you, what can I do?
When history's my cage
Look forward to a future in the past
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Goodbye my friend
Will I ever love again?
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Woh woh
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 but the scars still linger
Goodbye my friend
Will I ever love again?
Memories fade
Now don't pretend, you can justify the end
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Woh woh, still linger
Still linger, woh
Literary translation to Italian — faithful to the author's feeling, not singable.
C'è solo bisogno, ti amo nel tuo bisogno
Così tanto che sto perdendo me stesso
Non riesco a vedere il motivo del dolore
Con gioia affamata, sarò il tuo giocattolo
Sperando solo che tu giochi
Senza speranza, il mio corpo inizia a fallire
I ricordi svaniscono ma le cicatrici restano
Addio, mio amico
Riuscirò mai ad amare di nuovo?
I ricordi svaniscono ma le cicatrici restano
Ohh ho
Non riesco a crescere, non riesco a muovermi
Non riesco a sentire l'età
La stretta del nervosismo mi tiene ferma
Ingoiata da te, cosa posso fare?
Quando la storia è la mia gabbia
Aspetto un futuro nel passato
I ricordi svaniscono ma le cicatrici restano
Addio, mio amico
Riuscirò mai ad amare di nuovo?
I ricordi svaniscono ma le cicatrici restano
Woh woh
Più parlo, meno ti sembro ascoltare
Sono senza parole in un modo così strano
Il tuo cervello è debole, il tuo bisogno è grande
E niente è troppo caro
Per te usare per togliere il dolore
I ricordi svaniscono ma le cicatrici restano
Addio, mio amico
Riuscirò mai ad amare di nuovo?
I ricordi svaniscono
Ora non fingere, puoi giustificare la fine
I ricordi svaniscono ma le cicatrici restano
Woh woh, ancora restano
Ancora restano, woh
Literary translation to Portuguese — faithful to the author's feeling, not singable.
Há apenas necessidade, eu amo sua necessidade
Tanto que estou me perdendo
Não consigo ver o motivo da dor
Com alegria faminta, serei seu brinquedo
Só esperando que você brinque
Sem esperança, meu corpo começa a falhar
Memórias desbotam, mas as cicatrizes ainda persistem
Adeus, meu amigo
Vou amar novamente?
Memórias desbotam, mas as cicatrizes ainda persistem
Ohh ho
Não consigo crescer, não consigo mover
Não consigo sentir minha idade
O aperto da tensão me segura firmemente
Envolto por você, o que posso fazer?
Quando a história é minha prisão
Espero por um futuro no passado
Memórias desbotam, mas as cicatrizes ainda persistem
Adeus, meu amigo
Vou amar novamente?
Memórias desbotam, mas as cicatrizes ainda persistem
Woh woh
Quanto mais falo, mais digo
Menos você parece ouvir
Estou sem palavras de uma forma peculiar
Sua mente é fraca, sua necessidade é grande
E nada é demasiado caro
Para você usar para tirar a dor
Memórias desbotam, mas as cicatrizes ainda persistem
Adeus, meu amigo
Vou amar novamente?
Memórias desbotam
Agora não minta, você pode justificar o fim
Memórias desbotam, mas as cicatrizes ainda persistem
Woh woh, ainda persistem
Ainda persistem, woh
From the album
The Hurting
Tears for Fears · 1983 · Track 0
The story behind
Tears for Fears wrote Memories Fade in 1983, within their first album The Hurting. The song was recorded between 1981 and 1983, along with other tracks that explored themes such as abuse, trauma and depression. The band, which was previously called History of Headaches, changed their name after being inspired by a book by Arthur Janov. The song was written with a mix of personal emotions and psychological theories. The production was done by Chris Hughes and Ross Cullum, who worked closely with Roland Orzabal and Curt Smith. Memories Fade has five minutes and eight seconds, and follows the style of pop rock with synth touches. It remains a reference in the group's discography today.