You keep a picture to remind you,
Mark the date and bide your time,
Never put the passed behind you,
Never moved on down the line,
All your dreams are tired and broken,
All your hopes have washed away,
Happy endings are for dreamers,
At least that's what I heard you say.
Build a pyre, build it high,
Raise the flames up to the sky,
Burn the memories and all remaining signs,
Of all the things we leave behind.
You told yourself you would forget her,
And the happiness you had,
But the memories still linger,
Of the good times and the bad,
Can't escape the things that haunt you,
I'm not sure you really try,
Tell yourself that it was easy,
To turn the page and walk on by.
Build a pyre build it high,
raise the flames up to the sky,
Burn the memories and all remaining signs
of all the things we leave behind.
Dig a hole and dig it deep,
For the fears that you keep,
Bury the memories and all remaining signs
Of all the things we leave behind