I get blinks of old memories
Seems like some old dreams
Clearer with each second
Dimmer then on
Just being in the moment
Forgetting to capture it
Now they remain only as dreams
And when i am at peace they crawl in
To take me away on this familiar island
Blissfully, far from troubles far from rain
These moments carved in our life scripts
Just like names of lovers on the beach
Only to be washed away smoothly comfortably
By punctual tides of time
And now all that remains
Are these vague old dreams in this script of mine
Seems like some old dreams
Clearer with each second
Dimmer then on
Just being in the moment
Forgetting to capture it
Now they remain only as dreams
And when i am at peace they crawl in
To take me away on this familiar island
Blissfully, far from troubles far from rain
These moments carved in our life scripts
Just like names of lovers on the beach
Only to be washed away smoothly comfortably
By punctual tides of time
And now all that remains
Are these vague old dreams in this script of mine
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