High on the wall standing between tomorrow
And yesterdays heavy as gold light as an arrow
I find and sift a collection of gilt-laden objects
Fingerprints and photos of the living and their dead
I remember
I remember
I remember
High on the wall standing between tomorrow
And yesterdays heavy as gold light as an arrow
I find and sift a collection of gilt-laden objects
Fingerprints and photos of the living and their dead
I remember
I remember
I remember