There was this glare of the light from the Eastern part of town,
there was a halo of smoke next to a man with a crown.
There was the sound of harps playing from the stars,
there was the smell of the liquor floating from the bars.

And then all of a sudden your face appeared in the clouds,
the sound of your voice drew in so loud.
The smell of your perfume got caught in my nose,
and then the memory of you, slowly rose.
God damn memories...

There was a ghostly shadow creeping in the dark last night,
there was howling from a white wolf in the moonlight.
There was a cold, hard rain that pounded through the trees,
there was a taste of the Fall coming out of the leaves.

And then all of a sudden your face shun down on the road,
the color of your eyes just started to glow.
The sound of your voice was a melody so sweet,
and as I thought of you I told the world I couldn't speak.
fucking memories...

I just know that the day I forget you,
and get your awesome figure out of my mind.
You're going to walk back into my life,
and there's those memories, back in time.

There was a glitter of roses shining through the windows,
There was a march of saints lining up in rows.
There was a symphony playing in my back yard,
And keeping from applauding was just so very hard.