I stroll along my path of memories
Pictures passing by all the time
My hair dances on the wind
While I travel through my mind
This endless forest of feelings
Carries every kind of memory
Forming my own mental library
Where I'm searching for this one book
The fragile substance of this moment
Always seems to capture my attention
This subtle melody clears out the noise
Like a musicbox being opened
Just a hint away from this day
Where time was only a fact
I'm reaching out but I can't seem to grab it
Sweet haunting phantom of night
