If I can remember all of the things
We've said to each other
I would like to make those into a song

I would like to play it everyday
           So I can hate you

If I can remember all of the things
We've done together
I would like to make those into a movie

I would like to watch it everyday
            So I can hate you

                     But
You were a masterpiece
The best rhyme
The best melody
The best lyrics
The best harmony
             I've ever heard

But
You were a masterpiece
The best actor
The best cinematography
You were the best art,
            I've ever watched

We passed the summer
             With bunch of joy

Dear, what if I told you
             We made it
But why?
       As the warm passed us
       We were so weary

       How dare we let the branch down
      After all of the time we clinging  desperately on it

             Listen,
         The birds start to hide their warbles
         As they back to their nest

         As we met the wind in autumn
         They laughed
         Because they knew
         Our demise its getting closer than ever
         Buried by the cold
         In a cemetary called memory

As the dark hanging
   The sailing just stare back straight

                        Wondering

        Why there are haze covering
                         the room
         With the raining on the pillow
          It used to filled with echoes
      From two person who insanely
                         fallen to
                        each other
         The wall used to hear melodies
                        Four strings
                        Sometimes
             It used to hear knowledges
                        Sometimes
          It used to hear laugh, jokes,
    And those heavy yet so soft voices
        It used to saw the girl fall asleep


             The echoes has long gone
          But someone still holding on
        Waiting it will come back around
                    While wondering
         If the other wall in other room
                 Also miss them