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You’ve a
Memory
Of when your soul wasn’t aching,
Of when your heart wasn’t breaking,
When those dreams you’re forsaking
Were still golden and new…
…Beautiful but you let it fade…
Memory
Then your soul will be sighing,
Then your heart will be dying,
And then you’ll be denying
All that you ever knew…
…It’s not too late to bring it back…