Die Schönste Krankheit des Weltalles

Mr. Murphy Says It Better

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sábado, 22 de mayo de 2010

Memory

My mind works in strange ways. I don't know but it loggs facts, events, memories from the past. Although people's faces never stay. Maybe they are not important enough to be recorded and kept. I can remember the days I spent with them, what they said back then, what we had to go through. But their faces just keep disappearing. Perhaps my mind just gets rid of the unnecesary, for people's faces will never be the same as time goes by. How worried should I be? If I'm meant to meet them later I will not be surprised of how aged they could look, if I ever meet them again.

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Lyrics: Joakim Montelius