Vanishing Memory

                                 

                                             I'm getting old

                                             and I'm losing my mind.

                                             In vain I try to remember

                                             when I met you first

                                             in what previous life.

                                             Or were we born

                                             with interwoven souls?

                                             I don’t remember.

                                             I’m getting old

                                             and I'm losing my mind.

                                             I search in me

                                             the difference

                                             between your blood and mine

                                             how long the flow is one?

                                             I don't remember.

                                             I’m getting old

                                             and I'm losing my mind.

                                             You ask me if I miss you

                                             how wouldn’t I?

                                             if I don't know if I'm you

                                             or your are me.

                                             I'm getting old

                                             and I'm losing my mind.