I work the graveyard shift at this station

Down on Twelfth

Spend my time selling cigarettes and talking

Mostly to myself



No one waits for me at home

Getting used to life alone



Living by memory

Eat, sleep, breathe

Just mindless routines

Slowly killing me



Living by memory

Living by memory



I remember it like yesterday

It was a Tuesday, October '92

There was a wreck out on the highway

You might have heard it on the news



Always think it's someone else


In a moment I was by myself



Living by memory

Eat, sleep, breathe

Just mindless routines

Slowly killing me



There's a peace that waits for me

At Heaven's door

But tonight my past

Is all I'm living for



And my memories

Eat, sleep, breathe

Surviving on used-to-be's

Slowly killing me



Living by memories

Eat, sleep, breathe

Surviving on used-to-be's

Slowly killing me



Living by memory

Living by memory