This is the last song I will write for you. The inter-t**les in our silent picture show. I spent my whole life singing to you, but you never seemed to know. This is the last song I will write for you. Like black wires drawn across blank sheets of snow. I had so many things I wanted to say, but you always have to go. This is the last song I will write for you. For the crown of thorns you put on my ring finger. Another melody I could not resolve, well I was just an absolute beginner....my marie...don't say you never believed because you did, just not enough. Have you ever seen a cathedral at night? Have you ever been in love? Memory, my marie, memory.