it's a shame about ray

i've never been too good with names. the cellar door was open

i could never stay away. i know it's prob'ly not my place. it's either or

i'm hoping for a simple way to say. it's a shame about ray. in the stone

under the dust

his name is still engraved. some things need to go away. it's a shame about ray. if i make it through today

i'll know tomorrow not to leave my feelings out on display. i'll put the cobwebs back in place. i've never been to good with names

but i remember faces.