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
Let us open our imagination about a time traveller who learns to travel back in time.
Where he learns that in different eras, with a different body, in a different life, he's always inlove with the same soul.
Ladies and gents, I humbly give you "The Memoirs of a Time Traveller.
