Memory
When I woke up there was nothing
But I'm sure
this soft machine is alive
Everlasting dream,
The memory of coming here
Time passes, layers, collapses
I was here, yesterday
You sounded like this, yesterday
Maybe I'll be here tomorrow
Maybe you'll sound like this,
tomorrow
It's no use looking for
the real thing
The day is changing color
As I look from one side
to the other
Everlasting tomorrow,
I will get somewhere
Time passes, layers, collapses
I was here, yesterday
You sounded like this, yesterday
Maybe I'll be here tomorrow
Maybe you'll sound like this,
I was here, yesterday
You sounded like this, yesterday
Maybe I'll be here tomorrow
Maybe you'll sound like this,
tomorrow
Autor(es): BRETT BOYD / okumura kawori / moriya kyouko / oosumi tamami