Memory's a secret handshake Shakes you with It speaks my language It ceases, I cease to believe You're gonna leave And acting out of a fight When you're not around With ease, I cease to exist I slip through the leaves We once had to wish Oh we wished for Heaven It now only seems Like torture Oh this ghost will win my host It's lingering In me And around my neck It taps on my head While I'm asleep Memory's a secret handshake Shakes you with Speaks my language Cease, I cease to believe You're gonne leave