When the moon’s a rising
Behind clouds it’s hiding
And just the glow of my screen lights up the room
I hear the voice of gone members
The ones we loved and lost some times ago
Forum remember me
Well it’s hard to believe I know
But I hear them speaking
in the croak of my speaker
Floating in my room here way above me
Forum remember me
Yes we’ll always remember
Till the day we die
We’ll hear their cry
Forum remember me
Well some day I guess
There’ll be some new helpers ‘n’ critics here
To take the place of those who went
But as long as I live I know
I’ll hear them whisp’ring in the threads of the forum
they shared all their knowledge, none in return
Forum remember me
Yes we’ll always remember
Till the day we die
We’ll hear their cry
Forum remember me