Your voice
I cant quite remember it 
I'll try to 
But I'll spill out on the floor
Your words
I Can't quite remember them
I'll write them 
But I know [bad word] out wrong
When the whole room is folding Itself around us 
I'll be with you every step of the way
When the book that you're holding starts changing in our hands
I'll be with you every step of the way
Tonight
I feel something different
I'm reading but the page is turning black
For now 
I'll reach for the mantel piece
Just pictures of white inside the frames
Forget 
No I wont forget you now
Your Song lives in the the dirt around the house
When the whole room is folding Itself around us 
I'll be with you every step of the way
When the book that you're holding starts changing in our hands
I'll be with you every step of the way