Epitaph - Solomon Grey

I never meant to see you

Running for your life

The streets where we were children

Pass me by

Our voices keep on playing

Ask me why

We will be remembered

If we will be remembered

I hold what we’d forgotten

Like tapes we left behind

The houses which we lived in

Haunt me still

Will people recognize us

Who can tell

If we will be remembered

If you will be remembered

Down in the soft

Grass we lie, so bright

Down in the half light

We hide, so bright

Everything will pass

I’ll see you