I know you know
I know you know
Standing here screaming
Screaming up at the sun
How can you keep on shining
Can't you see what we've done
I must be dreaming
Cus' this can't be real
It's just a memory
Its just a feel
Standing her naked
Naked to the bone
Right here in the middle of the street
If you live here you'd be home
I can't remember
Everything that was said
It should all be in the report
They name the dead
I know you know
I know you know
I know you know
I was just thinking
Thinking to myself
Some sort of memory
Or something else
I could be dreaming something
Something cerebral
More than a memory
More than a fe el."