Memory - Kina Grannis

Get beneath the bed it’s another attack

But when the monster turns man don’t know how to react

And then daddy named it the singing bridge

In memory of the ghosts that lived here

«My timing could not have been better,» she cried

Although she’s gone

Although it’s over

A memory hangs on

A memory

As the dust settles and the smoke is rising

Up above the clouds a dove is crying

I leave a trail of copper faces all around the town in different places

I’d like to think that they’ll be happy

Or try

Although she’s gone

Although it’s over

A memory hangs on

A memory