Remember Well -

Waiting by the stair

The years have caught up with her

Oh God, it’s cold down there

If only she could see the light

This late December night

Once I asked her name

And I could see her searching

No words, her eyes explain

If she could, she would tell

But she don’t remember well

We wear our wounds for all to see

The reasons for our memories

Oh what happens when they go?

Are they healed or are they bleeding slow?

She can see so clear

The changing world around her

But the passing of the years

Is faded with the failing light

This late December night

We wear our wounds for all to see

The reasons for our memories

Oh what happens when they go?

Are they healed or are they bleeding slow?