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Memory Beat

Snow tumbled down over all I dared to see
Reached to grab as much as I could while I was free
Those days slipped away like the snow melting in my grip
So innocent, so completely raw, the memory beats its way back in my mind

Quatrain and verse meant as much to me
As it does now, but the titles mean less to me
Poems in song and angst within the pencil lines
Screaming "me, me, me" without realizing I crossed the line

So, did it hurt?
You gave me a shot
And I took it and shot it right back at you

I had no idea
That it was loaded
The gun on the paper wasn't in my line of sight

Don't
Walk 
Away
Again

Stay
With
Me
Again

Alone in a room where I'd never been before
Spending those days in Shibuya 104
Alone in a crowd where death was surrounding me
It meant a lot then and it still means everything

Remember the days where we spent the frozen nights
Running so free between trees and cold streetlights
But look at today, stocking shelves and making food
The freedom we bragged about is gone and it's gone for good

So, how are you?
I know you don't think
About those days as much I do

So, why do I?
Forgetting the bad that surrounded us
Claim those days as the best I ever lived

How
Many
Nights
Ago?

Did
You
Finally
Go?

It's been four years, it's almost been five
Where I gave everything in my life to keep you alive
And I'm still singing in verse to try to keep the memory alive
I claim the worst was the best when my life took a dive

Sun melted snow and I never witnessed you
Walking down the paths we walked back when it's all we'd do
I'm still pounding down dirt and making a road
In the hopes that one day you'll come by to take off a load

Relax with me
Even though I'm well aware
That the time to talk is through

My only wish
Is that those days would last forever
And that I'd still have my closest friend in you

Who
Did
I
Become?

Who
Did
You
Become?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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