I can still remember: my window let me through.
I watched you wander and a light came to your room.
Let's go out riding; autumn comes so soon,
But, it's just another willow bowing to the moon,
Falling in the leaves and crawling from the vines
Leaving nowhere else to be,
Only passing us by as we're closing our eyes.
I shouldn't be here.
What are we gonna do?
Will you remember?
Will you remember?
Will you remember?
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