I thought I wanted memory,

I thought I wiped my eyes so dry,

I thought I stripped of self the rev’rie,

That says farewell, awry, goodby,

Then I forgot to remember,

The splendor of tears thrown t’ward sky,

Forgetting to forget hapless

Madness, self-taught, finesse survive.

When I don’t want to give up the ghost, I walk backwards throughout the years until I’m next to you, alive and free.