As the cherry blossoms reached for one another
A lady filtered through her memories of yesterday
From her first concert to her very first lover
To the first time she was forced into the fray.

As the winds blew and the leaves danced
Her memories became something of the past
Faces became a blur and unrecognizable at a glance
And all she felt was hidden behind a sorrowful mask

Everything she once knew was fading out.
Replacing confidence with a fearful doubt
Each step, each corner changed in a haste
Each word, each breath became a waste.

No one to help her anymore
All she could do was change her window to a door

- E.A.F