Song of Forgetting Songtext

von Alice Ripley

This house and all these rooms
Last Christmas or last year
Out back the dogwood blooms
Do I really live here?
The paint, the walls, all this glass and wood
You don't recall?
How I wish I could
Our house on Walton Way
The house with the red door
Our trip to San Tropez
The whole week a downpour
My first few steps, and my first lost tooth
What, nothing yet?
Well, to tell the truth...
Sing a song of forgetting
A song of the way things were not
Sing of what's lost to you
Of times that you never knew
Sing of not remembering when
Of memories that go unremembered, and then
Sing the song of forgetting again
That day our child was born
Our baby girl's first cry
That gray and drizzly morn
I've never felt so high
The day we met and we shared two beers
Then?
I forget
But that's nineteen years
What a lovely cure
It's a medical miracle
With a mind so pure
That she doesn't know anything
It's there, I'm sure
'Cause memories don't die (Why?)
They don't die (They die) Sing a song... (Sing a song...) A song of the way... (A song of the way things were not)
Sing of what's lost to you {What's lost to you}
Of times that you never knew {You never knew}
Sing of not remembering when
Of memories that go unremembered, and then
Sing a song of forgetting
(Sing a song of forgetting)
...Again