Hold on lovely memories

Every sound you bring out

Every time we suffer again

Holding lovely memories, yeah

Every stand of no way

Every town we muddle again

Call, I hold your memories

Every game of no sense

Every shame we offer in game

Hold on, lovely memory

I'd rather say

Feeding some birds lost in a cage

Kicking one's hells, having no way to go

Strolling musicians up on the way

Pulling one's leg, having no way to go

Feeding some birds lost in a cage there

Being so free, finding the way to be

Wondering how smart it happens to be, happens to be