Dan:
This house and all these rooms?
Last Christmas or last year?
Out back the dogwood blooms
Diana:
Do I really live here?
Dan:
The paint, the walls...
All this glass and wood...
You don't recall?
Diana:
How I wish I could.
Dan:
Our house on Walton Way
The house with the red door?
Our trip to St. Tropez
The whole week a downpour?
Natalie:
My first few steps
And my first lost tooth
What, nothing yet?
Diana:
To tell the truth
Dan:
Sing a song of forgetting
A song of the way things were not.
Sing of what's lost to you,
Of times that you never knew
Sing of not remembering when,
Of memories that go
Unremembered, and then
Sing a song of forgetting again.
That day our child was born
Our baby girl's first cry?
That grey and drizzly morn
I've never felt so high.
Diana:
The day we met
And we shared two beers
Dan:
Then?
Diana:
I forget.
Dan:
But that's nineteen years.
Natalie:
What a lovely cure
It's a medical miracle.
With a mind so pure
That she doesn't know anything.
Dan:
It's there, I'm sure
'Cause memories don't die. [Why?]
They don't die [They die...] [I'll try.]
Dan, Natalie & Diana:
Sing a song of forgetting
A song of the way things were not.
Sing of what's lost to you,
Of times that you never knew.
Sing of not remembering when,
Of memories that go
Unremembered, and then
Sing a song of forgetting
Again.
