Remind me of the hollow, cold nights
Miles and milestones from home
The more I believe they were right
Hazy as a dream is this place where I belong
And those pillows that always seem to swallow
My answers of what went wrong.
Remind me when the flowers surface
And of the wind that brings the snow
Like a pebble, I always notice.
Those sunflower-dreams....
Forget me
Rid my casket of memories
But I’ll always wait
for you
to remind me.
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