You put the faces in the suitcases and the words they spoke in the drawer and that's what baggage, tallboys and memories are for.
Hidden away until a far distant day and when you remember them fine or they'll stay gathering dust as some things we know must until another far distance in time.

What remains are the losses and gains and the framework of what's left behind.
We built to the stars, trolleybusses and cars,
factories pumping out poisons, toxins, dioxins, carcinogens and these are the menopause makers, the baby takers, the childless employees wearing gas masks in foyers for a dime and a dollar a day.

And memories to hide away, faces to face one day and words that they uttered all shut in the case or the drawer and more to come.

When they've erased the Sun they will come for you,
try to blot this from your mind,
but you're asbestos lined
you're okay,
put your memories away and
keep them safe.