The camera froze the angle of bone
The rings of hair that hung at her cheeks
The porcelain bride, groom at her side
Done and gone and hung up on the mantle to keep
The sweaters and socks are piled in a box
And over by the rotary phone
A paper with all the numbers to call
They said they rang the line but there was nobody home
That's all for now, Dolores
The days have moved along
You'd like to see those colorful leaves
That fell all over the lawn
The birds are carrying songs
A curious scene you'd never believe
Unless you're keeping eyes on us all
The scavengers pry the lid from your light
The pieces of the past and all the secrets are lost
That's all for now, Dolores
The days have moved along
You'd like to see those colorful leaves
That fell all over the lawn
The birds are carrying songs
