MY TOMB
AN ODE TO SHADOWS OF THE PASTAN ODE TO SHADOWS OF THE PASTAN ODE TO SHADOWS OF THE PAST
LEST WE FOR GET THE THINGS HELD DEAR, THINGS WE SHOULD HAVE TREASURED, LEFT SHATTERED AND BURNED ON THE FLOOR
THE PAST WAS A TIME WHEN THINGS WERE INFINITE, FUN TO BE HAD AND DREAMS TO BE SHARED, THINGS AS INFINITE AS TIME ITSELF
TRY TO RETRIEVE THE PAST
FOR THE PAST WAS PRECIOUS
I WISH FOR THAT TIME AGAIN
THAT TIME SHOULD BE NOW
