Melancholic Choir

And the day would come,

We would forget, who we were then...

We would certainly begin with "what" and "when"...

Today, what's a magical moment for us would turn into laughter as if, were we a part of"circus"?

What is most dear to us is each other's name...

Tomorrow we would think, were we playing a childish game?

Things would change...

People would change...

And we would remain as a piece, just a piece seeking for peace...

And we would remain as a person, just a person with pain, learning how to drain the same...