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 | Weak Brother |
| 2 | As A Day |
| 3 | Grin |
| 4 | Chronic |
| 5 | A Murder |
| 6 | Snapshot |
| 7 | Hide |
| 8 | Twelfth |
| 9 | My Dear December |
| 10 | Old's Cool, New's Cool |