How can the clouds continue to move
How can the cars continue to drive by, the mechanical heads look left and right and drive on with life
How can the wind still blow and the suns rays still have warmth
Didn’t our love allow this place to exist, where is our love now? Is it in me, or is that just memory
The silence is filled with music in my mind, is this real? Or just memory, do you enjoy what I play for you in my thoughts, can you hear it?
I will play it again, listen my love, this memory is for you
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