I've never been too good with names The cellar door was open I could never stay away I know it's probly not my place It's either or I'm hoping for a simple way of saying It's a shame about Ray In the stone under the dust his name is still engraved Some things need to go away It's a shame about Ray If I make it through today I'll know tomorrow not to put my feelings out on display I'll put the cobwebs back in place I've never been too good with names but I remember faces