Wandered by for everyone Old pair of shoes the last place they were left Out by the door where they always were kept Brown laces We stand in line to hear the news We’ve not been together since Christmas last year Room full of children all sad in the ear Small faces And child’s music playing, playing Our parents sleep and sleep They don’t remember the ones they have left We find the magazines under your bed Strange pictures I play out in the street And trip on the sidewalk all covered in blood Tears not allowed, I pick myself up No stitches Absentee giving liaison Your memory like disease holds on The fellow has grown out again And all, all the fields are yellow We are CD’s, car keys, diaries My family kept these secretly Your memory like disease holds on Absentee giving liaison, liaison, giving liaison