1996
Nostalgic Echoes: 1996 Christmas Reminiscence
Lyrics
I went out for a ride,
I embarked on a journey.
through the village tonight,
Through the village, I traveled tonight.
passed the place where you used to live.
I passed by the location where you once resided.
The memories hit,
Recollections flooded my mind.
the way a tidal wave arrives on a shore.
Similar to the way a tidal wave crashes onto the shore.
This time of year,
During this time of the year.
the memories seem to sting that little bit more.
Memories seem to evoke a sharper sense of pain.
We were carefree back then,
We were carefree in those days.
years from both being men.
Years away from adulthood.
We used to laugh and we used to play.
We used to enjoy laughter and play.
I hear your voice,
I can still hear your voice.
it's '96 and it is Christmas day.
It's 1996, and Christmas day.
If I had my choice,
If I had the opportunity to choose.
things would not have ended up this way.
Things wouldn't have concluded in this manner.
The nights, alone,
Nights spent in solitude.
And the seasons here.
And the seasons pass.
Where are you?
A question arises: Where are you?
Where are you?
Reiterated: Where are you?
The nights, alone,
Lonely nights persist.
And the seasons here.
The seasons continue.
Where are you?
Again, questioning: Where are you?
Where are you?
Reiterating the query: Where are you?
The things you give and you send
Material possessions and gestures exchanged.
that you receive from your friends
Suggesting to discard them.
you should just box them up and throw them away.
Their value is negligible.
It don't mean a thing
Action or possession is insignificant.
if you can't put your hand on heart and say,
Unless you can sincerely pledge.
""I'm here for you
Declaring: "I'm here for you."
and I will be here for you every day.
Committing to be there every day.
The ones we lose
The ones we lose are gone forever.
are gone forever and that's how they'll stay"".
That's the immutable reality of their absence.
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