Our figures are the same Stretched thin and pale And I know my skin will willt So I touch yours like braille "I can always find my way out," You whisper in a playful vow I don't know I dont know if you'll remember me The lies you told The lies that you told me were memories I don't know I dont know if you'll remember me The lies you told The lies that you told me were memories Our wrinkles are the same I've scoued so closely Ive seen the thought light up your face But the words have stone feet Can you find your way out When walls have passed to dust and clouds And a monsoon's rising? I don't know I dont know if you'll remember me The lies you told The lies that you told me were memories I don't know I dont know if you'll remember me The lies you told The lies that you told me were memories Death's little whistle's tone- Death's little whist's tonedeaf Death's little whistle's tone- Death's little whistle's tonedeaf