In a half empty bed I shut my eyes to the world
And examine the day in intimate detail
Satisfied with today and yesterday, I�m hurled
To the prison of my past � to times that I have failed
On the edge of sleep, from within my mind�s cell
I hear voices in the distance from my past � I know them well
Voices of shame, remorse, and tragedy
Each vie for my attention, calling out, remember me
[chorus]
Remember me you should have thought before you spoke you were a jerk
Remember me you could have had it all with just a little work
Remember me you could have stopped it but you turned your back instead
Remember me keeps running round and round forever in my head
[verse 2]
without this stone around my neck today would be fine
and I could pull myself out of the pit of yesterday
The only chains that hold me are creations of my mind
But I can�t seem to make these mental shackles go away
It should all be behind me now, or faded some at least
But the voices in the distance from my past give me no peace
Voices of shame, remorse and tragedy
Still vie for my attention, calling out, remember me
[chorus]
[bridge]
from deep in this dungeon I let out a cry
save me from this pain inside
the torment of a haunted mind
give me strength to somehow find
peace from all of these remember me�s
voices of shame, remorse and tragedy
vying for my attention, calling out, remember me
[chorus]
-Portia 2003