Every single thing I carefully amassed, My diary of thoughts and poems, Every song I wrote and my acoustic guitar, The moments trapped in those photographs, My cheap telescope my cosmic time machine, My passport, doctor's note, my social security, All those drugs I took to stay alive.
I burned my hands trying to extinguish, Until those little snowflakes assisted, The clouds of ashes took a while to subsidize, After I lost everything; what I had I realized, That beautiful ivory box that you loved, Something very valuable was kept safe inside, Only our handpicked set of memories survived.