Remnants

All thats left, is a photograph
Stuck lopsidedly
In the back of a book
That you left behind
Memory rewind

Cos you never struck me as a happy man
I don't remember you ever
Reaching for my hand
But apparently there are a few
Remnants of you, remnants of you

All thats left is an empty space
No perspective
On which to base all my ideals on
Memory now gone

Cos you never struck me as a happy man
I don't remember you ever
Reaching for my hand
But apparently there are a few
Remnants of you

Remnants of you
Remnants of you
Remnants of you
Remnants of you
So do I brush
Brush off the dust of this
Crack open the spine
Piece together
This story

Cos apparently there are few
Remnants of me in you too

And I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
I hope the good ones they come through
Come through



Credits
Writer(s): Cate Ferris
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