The Memory Remains

(Hetfield,Ulrich)


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 cheers of honor

Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
In 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

Drift away
Fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black

     Fortune, fame
     Mirror vain
     Gone insane
     Fortune, fame
     Mirror vain
     Gone insane
     But the memory remains

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
The memory remains
Yeah
Faded prima donna
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Dance little tin goddess dance