remember the good times

remember the good times

remember the holy ground

where we stood and stayed

danced and kissed

through the night

 

remember the good times

but

all the years are gone now

remember the good times

but you

never said why you left

remember the good times

how we dreamt and yet survived

and

how we broke everything

what was nice and so dear

now we know every pain

 

all the nights and all the days

I’m just a wanderer in a desert

what’s my fate and indemnity

nobody knows, nobody knows

all the nights and all the days

I’m just a wanderer in a desert

what’s my fate and indemnity

nobody knows me, nobody knows me

 

 

Joshua Dragon

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