The Memoirs of a Time Traveller

I know we've met before, At the cold sea of Atlantic We kissed We cried It was sad, it was tragic, We perished on the ocean floor I know we've met before, At the coast of Honolulu We kissed We cried It was gloomy, it was blue We perished as they bomb the shore I know we've met before, And now the world seemed so tranquil We kissed We cried It was perfect, it was surreal We perished when we're ninety-four

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