We still remember, even if the memories aren't even our own...
Madness string 908
What about God? You were leaving, and then you stopped. Why? Your theory is I'm not leaving, because I believe in God? What, he's calling me home? Maybe falling through that floor was a sign. Maybe that the universe hates you - something. You really don't believe? Really? Not in some deep crack of some remote recess of some dark corner of your mind?