on the quiet street at night
whispers touch the ground
I walk alone through memories
trying to organize
Did you know that?
In some movies, machines do it on their own
But what should we do in real life?
I have no idea
And maybe I have some lingering feelings
Or do I want to go by quickly
to my next page?
No matter how hard I look into my heart
It's so ambiguous, but they're definitely
pretty memories
Now the snow is falling down
covering our little town
Though you’re gone, I feel you near
Wherever my eyes can see, you appear
Winter nights so cold and clear
I wish that you were still here
Memories in the frosty air
moments that we used to share
We often mistake it for being meant to be
the feeling that draws us close
But what if it’s just a fantasy
a story we’ve composed?
even if it is
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