We were made to let go Why do you cling to the Falling leaves and 'For sale' things We're imaginary, We've always been We've always been Have they taken your Mind 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 the Valleys, in the gullies Of your mind Pigeon blood-red, cut and Carat in the eyelids of your Blindest memory Memories, Memories, Memories At a party with nobody who Will love you but the wine Gobbled pills that the doctor Should have never prescribed Scattered letters to the Boyfriends you have Never identified with Surreptitious, spilling kisses You could never quite deny Memories, Memories, Memories