Standing in the middle of the road
Following the crowds of people passing by
No similar backs
No familiar faces
Memories
Continuous memories
Afraid of not being able to remember your face for a while
Walking in the middle of the road
Lonely heart
Flying alone
The sky becomes dark without light
Without your clasped hands
The cold wind
Surrounds me
In the blink of an eye
A century of nothingness
Nothing lasts forever
