The Remembering Waltz (Colloidal Thematic Encephalon)
[G] What ever happened to those three dog bowls we bought in Amster[D]dam
I cana€™t remember what we said after spreading that strawberry [G] jam
Ia€™m living with silent tears foraging for my digni[C]ty
I [D] draw them in his charms I draw them with no arms
wea€™re kneeling so desperately [G]
[C] Sweetheart my memories fused fast [G]
[C] Darling theya€™re gurged in my angst [G]
[C] Honey therea€™s no logical end [G]
To this [D] puzzle that was placed in my [G] head
[G] Where are they now those wooden shoes that sat by the fire [D] place
He used to walk around in those clogs and fall right down on his [G] face
The feelings I have, now are not, as they were back [C] then
But [D] I draw them from my dreams I drawn them from the streams
of the memories from our time in the glen [G]
Chorus:
[Bm] Is there any truth in my brain [C]
or [G] does it just put puzzle pieces back together [D] again
[Bm] is my memory just a mosaic [C]
[G] and do I make it prosaic? [D]
or is he still there sitting on that window pane? [G]
[G] I try to forget that old brick house and the soldiera€™s bare grave[D]stones
By that great oak we always played running atop those old [G] bones
What do you remember, of those times, the church and all of itsa€™ [C] crimes
I still {D] draw them with no arms running from his charms
to the wringing of those rusty old chimes [G]
Chorus:
