Virtual Scrolls

The Virtual Scrolls You can’t close your account when you’re dead But the virtual scrolls hold the things that you said They remind me of that party that we went to years ago And I’m struck by the sorrow of letting you go Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doop doop do do do ahhh Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doop doop do do do dum dum dum Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doop doop do do do ahhh Doop doop doo de doop doop do de doo Journals you wrote that no one can close Locked up with passwords that nobody knows Collections and libraries The trinkets you saved Proudly displayed Yet all locked away. Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa baa ba ba ba ahhh Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa baa ba ba ba dum dum dum Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa baa ba ba ba Baa baa ba ba bap bap ba ba baa The things that one writes might not go away Stored in kilobytes all the things that you played The virtual scrolls hold the things that you said Cause you can’t close your account when you’re dead