Boxes and bags on the kitchen floor
Where I took my first step
Boxes and bags by the open door
But I can’t leave just yet

When memories hang on empty walls
And hide where every shadow falls
Boxes and bags could never hold it all
But I can bring the rest

I cross the gap in the garden path
That turned my world blood-red
I’ll keep the gap in the garden path
In the scar that marks my leg

When memories hang on empty walls
And hide where every shadow falls
Boxes and bags could never hold it all
But I can bring the rest

When memories hang on empty walls
And hide where every shadow falls
Boxes and bags could never hold it all
But I can bring the rest
But I can bring the rest
But I can bring the rest