OUR MEMORIES TUMBLE AND FALL BEFORE THEY FADE AWAY LIKE LEAVES BLOWN ALL ACROSS THE ROADS OF ALL YESTERDAYS BUT BEFORE THEY GO THEY WANT YOU TO KNOW BEFORE THEY GO THEY WANT YOU TO KNOW THEY'RE FALLING WITH LOVE FALLING WITH LOVE FALLING WITH LOVE FALLING WITH LOVE OUR DREAMS PLAY WHERE THEY FIND A PLACE THAT'S WARM SOFT AND GREEN LIKE ROOTS THEY HANG FROM THE FALLEN TREES WE FIT IN THE SCENE BUT BEFORE THEY SHOW THEY WANT YOU TO KNOW BUT BEFORE THEY SHOW THEY WANT YOU TO KNOW