When I reminisce about all those years of tribulation, I mostly remember Our songs. We died, and our blood seeped away on the battlefields; but our Songs survived, together with those of us that returned. And as they too Will die one day, our songs will

It's not right So here's your holiday Hope you enjoy it this time You gave it all away It was mine So when you're dead and gone Will you remember this night Twenty years now lost It makes no sense at all

And I will try to connect All the pieces you left I will carry it on And let you forget And I'll remember the years When your mind was clear How the laughter and life Filled up this silent house Everything that you made by hand

Years, they will come and go. Sometimes the tears will flow. Some of my memories will fade, But I'll always remember that one September day. I used to reminisce 'Cause I thought that love was bliss. How did they know it would go astray? It began, and it