To take pictures of the walls is possible But the memories can't be removed Words that we've said become fossils Embedded in the walls in the rooms And I, I know this house has been home But now I feel as though we should There are days that have past with a sunset But some seem to still be stretching on Trying to paint over everything with new memories But some things will never be gone And I, I know that it's hard to go But I need to be freed of all the memories In the homes, in the walls, it's all skeletons And the halls are growing colder As the days are growing older To take pictures of the walls is possible But the memories can't be removed Tears that we've shed become fossils Embedded in the walls in the rooms And I, I know this house has been home But now I feel as though we should But now I feel as though we should go