Buried underneath the memories..
as the feet walk into the reveries..
with a longing of matching pace..
across the pavement in the shade..
buried underneath the memories..
but the heartbeat became slowly weak..
like a siren waiting to be hear..
and lost in the chaos loud and clear..
buried underneath the memories..
heart sang the unheard melodies..
but didn't find the rhyme..
in its broken verse no longer thyme..
buried underneath the memories..
so the love became furies..
as a paroxysm strike the heart..
shattering it into million parts..
buried underneath the memories..
the soul keep yearning for the liberties..
from all the memories of damnation..
into the sky of salvation.
as the feet walk into the reveries..
with a longing of matching pace..
across the pavement in the shade..
buried underneath the memories..
but the heartbeat became slowly weak..
like a siren waiting to be hear..
and lost in the chaos loud and clear..
buried underneath the memories..
heart sang the unheard melodies..
but didn't find the rhyme..
in its broken verse no longer thyme..
buried underneath the memories..
so the love became furies..
as a paroxysm strike the heart..
shattering it into million parts..
buried underneath the memories..
the soul keep yearning for the liberties..
from all the memories of damnation..
into the sky of salvation.