Hallway - Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci

She ain’t walking down that hallway anymore

She is gone after eighteen years no more

But her memory lives on in a children’s song

She ain’t walking down that hallway anymore

I sometimes make out a whisper or a sigh

Then it’s hard when you break down to cry

But in the summertime when the flowers bloom

I will take some time and think of you