Too many memories all in one place,
No matter how she runs they always give chase.
Why do they plague her, can't they simply
Will they drive her mad? She is afraid.
There's no escape, not even in her dreams.
She sees familiar faces, can they hear her screams?
What has become of you? She cannot recall,
You'll always be with her, so greet her in
The hall.
She'll be happy for a smile, a final embrace,
Then perhaps she'll forget, you'll leave
Her memory without a trace.