I, you and me!
I, you and me!
When you have garden of roses
don't remember me!
When you have dark alley of thorns
remember me!
I won't levitate you
nor give you palates of sympathies
I won't cremate your tidbits
with any mongers.
Just lend me your hand
I will musk your spining head
letting you to
identify your perfumery
casting down the embryos
of past memories..
Will you?