I can still remember.
My window let me through.
I watched you wander.
Then a light came to your aid.
Let's go out riding.
Autumn comes so soon.
But it's just another,
willow bowing to the moon.
From the falling in the leaves.
The crosses in the vines.
Leaving no one else to lead.
As we fade in the night, are we closing our eyes?
I shouldn't be here.
What are we gonna do?
You remember.
Will you remember?
Will you remember?
You remember.
You remember.
