A Place Where We Used to Live 
(track 04 from The Ragpicker’s Dream LP by Mark Knopfler )
This empty kitchen is where I’d while away the hours
Just next to my old chair, you would usually have some flowers
The shelves of books—even the picture hooks—everything is gone, but my heart is hanging on
If this old neighborhood survived us both alright, I don’t know that it withstood all the things that took our light
You on the stair, I can see you there
Everything is gone, but my heart is hanging on
Once there was a little girl
Used to wonder what she would be
Went out into the big wide world
Now she’s just a memory
There used to be a little school here
Where I learned to write my name
Time has been a little cruel
Time has no shame
It’s just a place where we used to live
Now in another town you lead another life
And now upstairs and down you’re someone else’s wife
Here in the dust there’s not a trace of us
Everything is gone, but my heart is hanging on
It’s just a place where we used to live