I've taken
down all of her
pictures
I've cleaned
out all of
her drawers
I've painted
over the scratches
From all
of our little wars.
And I've put away
every gift
That she ever gave
to me
Now everything
is in its place
Except for her memory.
And where do I put
her memory
When it's always in
in my mind
I can't hide it in
the closet
And Lord
I can't throw it away.
And where do I put
her memory
When it's always in
in my mind
I can't chase it erase it
I just have to face it
It's gonna be there
a long long time.
I got rid of
the pillow
Where she used to lay
her head
I've picked up
her hairpins and curlers
that she dropped
On her side of the bed.
I've locked away
each souvenir
And thrown away
the key
Now everything is in
its place
Except
for her memory.
And where do I put
her memory
When it's always in
in my mind
I can't chase it erase it
I just have to face it
It's gonna be there
a long long time.
It's gonna be there
a long long time.