I remember almost everything
This is where your time you will be spending
We loved-
Back-
I recall you wasn't first to go
Leave the tune for death and the city
Somebody call you bitter stone
But the last thing that was always pretty
Sometimes a river is trying
Sometimes the water is over and they cry
We play-
Hold on for the rest of our time
Upon a golden-
Til-And get more
Waiting for salvation to arrive