A father in daughter's eyes

I saw the father in the daughter's eyes
And her father's face in her and
I saw the world begin to spin and spin
And when she said: 
"I may as well catch my dream"

He said: "You may as well catch your dream"

But then when she had gone
The machinery crashed to a halt
And i was dazed and the table ached
And i was in a room
Where all the creatures at the formation of pain.

Ached until it appeared we were being split up
And up the aisle in a whisper chanting
Came a man,
And he was saying:

I am my memory, I am my memory.