Memoirs

Running faces, black suits and ties

The movies told me that a man doesn't cry

A cold day in autumn blowing

Golden blankets reminiscent of what was slipping by

A sudden shake up, a violent quake

But a hole in the ground won't help me wake

Cliche stings and it's dejavu

Photographs collect the dust left in empty rooms

So I say goodbye, questioning when I said hello

I don't want to know

Connection blossoms, then withers and dies

Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes

Where it's too late, and there's no going back

Connection blossoms, then withers and dies

Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes

Where it's too late, and there's no going back

Drive across town to visit you now

Mirror image fills my head with doubt

Guilt's contagious, a hell of a drug

And it's enough to keep you out from the gate above

Knees shift the earth and palms pressed tight

Words uttered under breath hoping to make things right

An aimless practice given wasted chance

Just another aching soul left in this great expanse

Connection blossoms, then withers and dies

Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes

Where it's too late, and there's no going back

Connection blossoms, then withers and dies

Hollow bodies and regrets meet at final goodbyes

Where it's too late, and there's no going back