Every time I fall asleep

The memories all start to creep

Memories of you and I

It hurt too much, to say goodbye

But farewell at least

To what, the man, a beast

Called by a name, a name of man

That broke us in the brain pan

Days fade in with night

Nothing seems to go right

Time has disappeared

our feelings have been smeared

Like chalk on the end

Of a dried up eraser

The memories toy and bend

In our mind, as a spacer

Dear brothers, in what time

Will we meet?

Walking on, such broken feet