These streets are painted with my memories
But everywhere I look, those memories start to change
Some still here and some are lost to history
They'll always be a part of me, all the same
You may be gone, but you're not forgotten
I hear you every single day
Where have you gone now
What are the memories all that remain
Some days lack meaning like a simile
Go through the motions, act like nothing's strange
I still think back on the things you said to me
If I'd have been there, would anything have changed
Where can I go?
There's no way out
The air in here's too much for me to breathe
These thoughts in here all to have been arranged
Do you mind if I step outside to clear my head
I think I'll stare up at the sky and pray for rain
What are the memories that remain
Are memories all that remain
