First Love is funny Like a burning ring We all fell into it once Memories Memories
Time ago Young in age Tender in heart Just like in the garden I wanted to touch the apple
Just the next street Yet my bath must be long Had no real beard Wonder what I was shaving Armpit cleaned like a desert Nails cut to shape Memories Memories
Shirt ironed repeatedly Trousers checked for unseen tears Day before Only shoe shined to new. Hair line brought to shape By my mum used tiger razor Memories Memories
Vasselin on my face Power on my neck Perfumed ear To make complete Memories Memories
Mirror Mirror How do I look Turning Turning Looking Looking The boy must be perfect To met his presumed perfect girl
With a novel in hand A nappe in the other The boy good to go Certified by my coach Unseen shadow accomplices
Bold and calm Queens and polished coach gave order Tell her she is not beautiful But pretty Tell her she is not a girl But an angel Tell her she is not now But the future
Whistle blown I marched forward Be calm be calm My shadow kept saying Target in sight Worrior on the March Memories Memories
At the junction of battle Without rain Was covered in sweat Had a quick look backward My shadow had disappeared queens refused to be fluent words of love had flew away
Smiling was i Cleaning my sweat Opening my novel able to ask for her note Last assignment of Saturday We don't school on Saturday Memories Memories
Prayed for rapture Even though I new will end in hell Any other thing My hunted asked No! no!! no!!! The hunter said Hunted standing Hunter running Memories Memories
Now in a corner Waiting for my scar to heal ****** up my coach said Thanking God I came alive Even when the battle was lost Memories Memories
Love is like a burning ring We all fell into it once Memories Memories And Memories