A Man With Memories

Remember when I stood alone by the lake

Long until the sky wore up the haze

I called out, the angels wandering

They sat by the waters and would sing, 

Oh, it's raining. 

Sing like winter, sing like warm

Sing out for those who we saw grow old

Sing like tears were never real

Is it the sound of the cuckoo or the words that felt? 

Now I can't recall where I heard those bells

I don't remember if I rang one of them

Have heard a few stories told by a woman

But I was just a sweet kid back then. 

Oh, the time went sprinting ahead in the void

And I kept whirling for the source of the noise

The memories failed to come back home

With weight on my eyes, I sat by her t

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omb. 

Rain like winter, Rain like gold

Rain on like the tears at the back we hold

Rain like dreams would never end

Were you peak of the mountain or bottom of the land? 

Oh, they'd never tell. 

They'd hum along whenever I sang

Danced to the rhythm I spoke for them

Now I try to record my voice up on the tape

And look out if I still sounded like in those days. 

I lost many of them while heading back 

Yet all i'm left with is our photographs

I believe that our destiny would never change

Well, I hope that we fall at the same river end. 

Rain like winter, Rain like gold

Rain over to the lost on the old high road

Rain on, go on and on.