Aftershocks

[GABE]
They've managed to get rid of me
Return me to the grave
E.C.T., electric chair
We shock who we can't save
They've cleared you of my memory
And many more as well
You may have wanted some of them
But who can ever tell

Your brainwaves are more regular
The chemistry more pure
The headaches and the nausea will pass
And you'll endure
Your son is gone forever, though
Of that, the doctor's sure

The memories will wane
The aftershocks remain
You wonder which is worse
The symptom or the cure

They've managed to get rid of me
I'm gone without a trace
But sear the soul and leave a scar
No treatment can erase
They cut away the cancer
But forgot to fill the hole
They moved me from your memory
I'm still there in your soul

Your life goes back to normal now
Or so they all believe
Your heart is in your chest again
Not hanging from your sleeve
They've driven out the demons
And they've earned you this reprieve

The memories are gone
The aftershocks live on
But with nothing to remember
Is there nothing left to grieve?

[DIANA]
With nothing to remember