Oh, I'll be forgotten too, don't worry.
You're burned into my mind forever
What we remember from childhood we remember forever - permanent ghosts, stamped, inked, imprinted, eternally seen.
Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to life as long as God himself
Yeah, a memory's never finished, if you really think about it.
Never while anything is left of me shall this... camp be forgotten. It has fairly grown into me, not merely as memory pictures, but as part and parcel of mind and body alike.
That's another thing about Noise. Everything that's ever happened to you just keeps right on talking, for ever and ever.
