This empty house calls out Be still Be still and let your body fall This photograph which kisses me Turns round and leaves me Quite alone Be still she says and takes your place. Takes the place of someone who I never knew Takes the place of knowledge that I never had Of boats and hills and waterways of unicorns and smiles That never touched you never held you never watched you cry So take the place of memories of yesterday take away or take the place of memories that fade away Looking down on empty car parks, children’s rides that barely move A picture frame that balances the window in the wall. So close your eyes for no surprise no kisses and no compromise Be still she says be still and wait. The final cut was drawn too late. Take my pride and take my faith take my shame and take the place Of memories and uniforms the silver strings – your friend who sings Like foreign sand and dear regrets and all the times you carried me And all those things I did with you So take the place or take away these memories of yesterday So take away or take the place of memories That died today.