(Nigel Kennedy/David Bottril/Doug Boyle/Caroline Lavelle)  It had seemed a good idea  But on reflection she had  Lost her passing days in the tears  Covered up and kept it to herself  Take the knocks and never tell  Whispers  Everyone had known  But it wasn't done to come between  A man and wife oh  Back in those days we crave  I'll be gone  And you will forget  Only the record in stone  Will speak for me yet  The floors creak  To unseen feet  She is here again  Words from no human voice  Circle my throat  Invade the silence  And catch my hands  I'll be gone  And you will forget  Unseen I'll be there  When it's quiet  And you're alone  The house will start to talk to you  It can tell  Through it's old bones  The memories of long ago  Alive in stone