MEMENTO - ionnalee, Barbelle

Big cities, tall buildings, concrete

Obsolete moods, and the scent of smoke

Two worlds and none in which I fit

All covered in dirt

Block letters in your formations

I see shades of you everywhere I turn

Thin line from here to here

Between being sane or disturbed

We go on with our lives

Our separate ways

And as I pass my time

The memory stays

Cold sweats, but nights won’t wait

We run fast, the light won’t catch us

This life is different, for better or worse

But it’s all an act

Like the songs that I’ll play you someday

Like a frozen frame, stuck in my head

No outrunning the ghosts of your past

I learn to live with them

We go on with our lives

Our separate ways

And as I pass my time

The memory stays

We go on with our lives

Our separate ways

And as I pass my time

The memory stays

The memory stays

The memory stays

The memory stays

Separate ways