Put these pictures in your satin light blue suitcase
You know the one down stairs with the mold on the surface?
Pick up the "missing links" to your so-called research
Have you found it yet or are you still searching?
Rest your fears on my coat wadded up in your loft
But it's covered in gla** in the accident box...
Next to your maps
Pack your rage in a box and mark it "the pit of no return"
If only you'd realize if only you'd learn...
That what you pack up to sort out again will come back to haunt you in the form of friend
Trying to make better what you will never forget
And all you'll have left are these pictures in your suitcase