Sweep, sweep up the memories.
Those old, untidy memories.
Broken, mixed-up memories.
Of what we had one day.
Sweep, sweep out the nonsense.
That crazy happy nonsense.
This world's too old for nonsense.
Sweep, just sweep it all away.
Everything in a state of grace.
Everything back in its proper place.
No more rainbows for us to chase.
No more games to play.
Sweep, sweep out the laughter.
There's no more time for laughter.
At least not until after I come back now
You know I just may.