memory

get beneath the bed it's another attack

but when the monster turned man

you don't know how to react

and daddy named it the singing bridge in memory of the ghosts that lived here

my timing could not have been better

she cried

although she's gone

although its over

a memory hangs on

a memory

as the dust settles and the smoke is rising

up about the clouds a dove is crying

i leave a trail of copper faces all around the town in different places

i'd like to think that they'll be happy

or try

although she's gone

although its over

a memory hangs on

a memory