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