Everytime I fall asleep
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
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