[ Featuring Bella ]
Forgotten glories, etched in dust
Fade into the arms of the desert
Prisoner to my eye, a photograph
The ghost lives of time
Soft things don't grow here
It takes a stranger to see
Myself in my home town
A drifter with nostalgic eyes
Clasp tight those silver wings
Latch tight those memories
Clasp tight those silver wings
Latch tight those memories
Dusk drapes its tired rays
On the rusted signs of an empty place
Shuttered shops and peeling paint
What I left behind to go out on my own
At the empty reservoir, black hole in the earth
Where we used to watch those fireflies wink
Your hand in mine, your lips so soft
Like rose petals on my heart
Clasp tight those silver wings
Latch tight those memories
Clasp tight those silver wings
Latch tight those memories
Electric blues of TVs flare
Through the wide dim eyes of sleepy homes
False flowers and power lines sag
The dreams you gave me fit in a plastic bag
Clasp tight those silver wings
Latch tight those memories
Clasp tight those silver wings
Latch tight those memories
