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Verse 1] I spent three nights this week living, Back in 1987, immersed in joy and sorrow, suppressed more than thirty years. Verse2 Writing a novel based on fact, With a facade of fiction, reliving a fateful year, that I can never forget. Chorus The heart remembers, what the mind would forget, wounds I thought had healed, bled again--opened wide. Verse 3 Three nights I spent towards the end, typing away at my keyboard, trying to outrun ghosts reborn, all night, into mid-morn. Verse 4 Then caught two or three hours of sleep, and rushed back to weaving again, a renewed, vibrant tapestry, from life’s frayed and broken threads. Verse 5 What was broken, was yet mended, forged in the fires of remembrance, tempered by unexpected tears, that had not flowed for many years. Verse 6 Ghosts buried and thought forgotten, rose young, healthy, full of life, not to taunt or haunt or pain me, --to once more live in my heart. . Chorus The heart remembers, what the mind would forget, wounds I thought had healed, bled again--opened wide Bridge The past became my present, my present left for dead, I lived again not in shadow, or in dreams inside my head. Verse 7 Closed doors that I had pried open, now shut, and locked themselves closed, and the verdant paths not taken, left bittersweet pain and remorse. Chorus The heart remembers, what the mind would forget, wounds I thought had healed, bled again--opened wide Outro But oh, the bittersweet joy, that for a time filled my heart, is worth the pain I now feel, in memories all too real. Link to the song (just published) -- free: https://suno.com/s/ncD9lpth9T4fQDDn
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Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 1:39 AM UTC
The Heart Remembers What the Mind Would Forget (Lyrics and free link to new song)
Verse 1] I spent three nights this week living, Back in 1987, immersed in joy and sorrow, suppressed more than thirty years. Verse2 Writing a novel based on fact, With a facade of fiction, reliving a fateful year, that I can never forget. Chorus The heart remembers, what the mind would forget, wounds I thought had healed, bled again--opened wide. Verse 3 Three nights I spent towards the end, typing away at my keyboard, trying to outrun ghosts reborn, all night, into mid-morn. Verse 4 Then caught two or three hours of sleep, and rushed back to weaving again, a renewed, vibrant tapestry, from life’s frayed and broken threads. Verse 5 What was broken, was yet mended, forged in the fires of remembrance, tempered by unexpected tears, that had not flowed for many years. Verse 6 Ghosts buried and thought forgotten, rose young, healthy, full of life, not to taunt or haunt or pain me, --to once more live in my heart. . Chorus The heart remembers, what the mind would forget, wounds I thought had healed, bled again--opened wide Bridge The past became my present, my present left for dead, I lived again not in shadow, or in dreams inside my head. Verse 7 Closed doors that I had pried open, now shut, and locked themselves closed, and the verdant paths not taken, left bittersweet pain and remorse. Chorus The heart remembers, what the mind would forget, wounds I thought had healed, bled again--opened wide Outro But oh, the bittersweet joy, that for a time filled my heart, is worth the pain I now feel, in memories all too real. Link to the song (just published) -- free: https://suno.com/s/ncD9lpth9T4fQDDn
Lyrics (C) Victor D. Lopez 2011, 2026. Voice: Victor D. Lopez (cloned). Music generated with very specific prompts through various iterations using Suno.
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Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 1:39 AM UTC
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