ours is the legacy of waste
waste all the things we turned to dust
simple if we would like to find
punished by words i'm takin'
finally pressed you'd like to know
known for the trip unfolding
pleasantries building as we go
timid the way i'll take it
are you still remembering
all through the dress i lie awake
tearful as i've been binding
only in your mind to make
are you still remembering
are you still remembering