

{slow swell of pipe organ} {gentle fingerpicked acoustic guitar intro} (ahhhh,
ohhh) Do we keep the shape
of the hills we knew?
Do we hold the cold
of the morning dew?
Is the laughter saved
from the kitchen floor?
Do we still remember
what we loved before?
{warm cello enters}
When the silver cord is finally spun
Do we remember the warmth of the sun?
Or does the slate wash clean as snow
Leaving behind the lives below?
(leaving it all below) {soaring pedal steel swells}
Every scar we wore,
every path we crossed
Are they found again,
or forever lost?
Will I know your face
in the blinding white
Or does the memory fade
like a candle light?
{piano chords enter softly} When the silver cord is finally spun
Do we remember the warmth of the sun?
Or does the slate wash clean as snow
Leaving behind the lives below?
(do we still know?)
{full band peak arrangement} If the soul forgets the weight of the
clay
Did we ever really walk that way?
If the love we made is a forgotten spark
Who is it
that walks beyond the dark?
{dramatic cello and organ build} I believe we carry
every thread...
Every word we ever said...
(we remember,
we
remember)
{instruments slowly fade to solo piano} {acoustic
guitar trailing off}