This feeling is about to change. That’s a shame, I don’t care.
Remember me, remember my name, remember who you are. Don’t you remember how we got here? Remember how we got here.
That music we left behind as we accepted this, do you remember? The sweetest music, it was my lullaby, my scape from reality. It’s all about to change, such a shame. The words we didn’t speak, it’s a shame.
The new place now we call home. This new air we’re already used to. The same faces everyday, again. Such a shame. Do you still remember my name?