until the light kills the film
you're head is a hearse
that carries all of the worse you've sworn
you've buried so you will crash it
you pray for amnesia when you hit
can you hear the coffin opening
from the driver's seat
and can you see the ghost swim
through the dash, where he sings of your past
his words flow like blood that wont clot
a stream no tourniquet can stop
and they circle like vultures
this is what it feels like to remember
in a hospital room, you've come to
and still remember being pulled from the wreackage
you look around and see all the nurses and surgeons
have turned into hearses and coffins
can you hear the coffin opening
from beneathe the sheets
and can you see the ghost swim
thrugh youre injuries
how he sings of your memories
his words flow like blood that wont clot
a stream no tourniquet can stop
and they circle like vultures
this is what it feels like to remember for you