Yesterday evening
I took two keys from the bunch
One was blue and the other silver
They opened doors which were made of memories
I gave them back to the past
Who is their only owner
In exchange for them I received recollections
Of many and many evenings I spent in that place
In exchange for them I had a little memory
And a strange sensation of having lost something
1 | As A Day |
2 | Weak Brother |
3 | Grin |
4 | Chronic |
5 | A Murder |
6 | Snapshot |
7 | Hide |
8 | Twelfth |
9 | My Dear December |
10 | Old's Cool, New's Cool |