When I pass away
My memories will be lost
Like tears in the rain.
Have you ever tasted
My grandmother's food
or seen my grandfather's smile?
My story is history.
Will you even read the liner notes?
Am I worth your time?
I spend so much life dreaming
and dream so much about life.
When will I ever get them straight?
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