(Nigel Kennedy/David Bottril/Doug Boyle/Caroline Lavelle) It had seemed a good idea But on reflection she had Lost her passing days in the tears Covered up and kept it to herself Take the knocks and never tell Whispers Everyone had known But it wasn't done to come between A man and wife oh Back in those days we crave I'll be gone And you will forget Only the record in stone Will speak for me yet The floors creak To unseen feet She is here again Words from no human voice Circle my throat Invade the silence And catch my hands I'll be gone And you will forget Unseen I'll be there When it's quiet And you're alone The house will start to talk to you It can tell Through it's old bones The memories of long ago Alive in stone