Trees are cannibals, they eat their own Turn the hearts of oak and bark to loam And limestone, poor forked radish, feet set in bone Concentrate on things you've left unfinished and unknown Be of good heart, our songs will all be silenced So what? We'll go on singing Put out the pilot light and gather up the bottles The beer will trace the hollows The remnants of the waters of Frankie Stubbs' tears You make forgetting look like fun Standing out there with your coat undone The centerpiece of the mise-en-scene Set in the setting sun Sight unseen, you could be anyone The light in your hair and your hands in your jeans You could be anyone These are the ways, these are the ways we remember This is the passage of life through our minds This is a memory, a weakening pearl in a chain This is how mysteries form on a grain of sand Fear is an animal that feeds alone Remembered once in haste and once in calm These are the ways, these are the ways we remember This is the passage of life through our minds This is a memory, a weakening pearl in a chain This is how mysteries form on a grain of sand