Diorama - Bell X1

Turn down the bed sheets

In the spare room

For your youngest one

Will come visit soon

To catch up on the life

That seems to stand still

She wakes to find her souvenirs

In glass cabinets with fingerprints

So dust your Diorama dear

In love with the memories

When that’s all that’s left

She built the boats

Filled our sails

Now she’s an island

The woman she was

Before they met

He longs to meet again

Wise is unknowing in the end

He wakes to find his souvenirs

In glass cabinets with fingerprints

So dust your Diorama dear

Oh he’s an island

Don’t let lovers cast you in

When they can write you out

They forget they

Owe you anything

Until one day

They wake to find their souvenirs

In glass cabinets with fingerprints

So blow off a layer, another year

They wake to find their souvenirs

So dust your Diorama Dear

Oh she’s an island