Testo Memory Remains

Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains Heavy rings on fingers wave Another star denies the grave See the nowhere crowd, cry the nowhere tears of honor Like twisted vines that grow That hide and swallow mansions whole And dim the light of an already faded prima donna Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... But the memory remains Heavy rings hold cigarettes Up to lips that time forgets While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back And can't the band play on? Just listen, they play my song Ash to ash Dust to dust Fade to black Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane... Dance little tin goddess na-na-na Drift away Fade away Little tin goddess Ash to ash