We were made to let go
Why do you cling to thefalling leaves and'for sale' things
We're imaginary,we've always been
We've always been
Have they taken yourmind away from me?
Just a trick of the eyes,a guise, a scheme
I got nothing to keep,nothing to leave
Nothing to leave
You will find me in thevalleys, in the gulliesof your mind
Pigeon blood-red, cut andcarat in the eyelids of yourblindest memory
Memories,memories,memories
At a party with nobody whowill love you but the wine
Gobbled pills that the doctorshould have never prescribed
Scattered letters to theboyfriends you havenever identified with
Surreptitious, spilling kissesyou could never quite deny
Memories,memories,memories