1998

Downtown turned off their window-panes
Uptown set on their fireplace

I lost my cisco,
Manhattan,
My dear zest

I lost my power
Don’t know how
My life works

1998, we were so young,
Completely free
1998, we were in love
So naturally
In the end, no happy ending
In the end, no turning back
In the end, we knew
Good-bye

I keep the vinyl you gave me on a birthday
However losing CDs day by day
Every single day
I’m becoming older

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