Memory I(by Grizabella)
You see the border of her coat is torn and stained with sand.
And you see the corner of her eye twist like a crooked pin.
.
Memory
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
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Every streetlamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
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Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
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