I've never been too good with names.

The cellar door was open, i could never stay away.

I know it's prob'ly not my place.

It's either or, i'm hoping for a simple way to say.



It's a shame about ray.

In the stone, under the dust,

His name is still engraved.

Some things need to go away.

It's a shame about ray.



If i make it through today,

I'll know tomorrow not to leave my feelings out on display.

I'll put the cobwebs back in place.

I've never been to good with names,

But i remember faces.




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