always remember: nothing matters
Today is June 25th, 2023. The song of the day is "The Metro" by Berlin.
I'm alone sitting with my empty glassMy four walls follow me through my pastI was on a paris train I emerged in london rainAnd you were waiting there swimming through apologiesI remember the letter wrinkled in my hand"I'll love you always" filled my eyesI remember a night we walked along the seineRiding on the metro I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand"I'll love you always" filled my eyesI remember a night we walked along the seineRiding on the metroI remember searching for the perfect wordsI was hoping you might change your mindI remember a soldier sleeping next to meRiding on the metroYou wore white smiling as you took my handSo removed we spoke of wintertime in franceMinutes passed with shallow wordsYears have passed and still the hurtI can see you now smiling as you pulled awayI remember a feeling coming over meThe soldier turned, then looked awayI remember hating you for loving meRiding on the metroI remember searching for the perfect wordsI was hoping you might change your mindI remember a soldier sleeping next to meRiding on the metro
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I'm alone sitting with my empty glass
My four walls follow me through my past
I was on a paris train I emerged in london rain
And you were waiting there swimming through apologies
I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember a night we walked along the seine
Riding on the metro
I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember a night we walked along the seine
Riding on the metro
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the metro
You wore white smiling as you took my hand
So removed we spoke of wintertime in france
Minutes passed with shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
I can see you now smiling as you pulled away
I remember a feeling coming over me
The soldier turned, then looked away
I remember hating you for loving me
Riding on the metro
I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the metro
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