Carousel

He’s her carousel
Of sad tale
Of silent melody
A broken remedy

Spinning, spinning around
Think she’s run far
But she only reached the start
There he always be

She’s always back
And missing him
Spinning, spinning around
Think she’s run far

But she only reached the start
There she’s always back

(I miss those times I dedicated you a bunch of songs)

Fireworks

The rain falls on January, 1st
Wiping away the sins and the dust
From the very last night

Every dime that turned into
Temporary sparks
Of joy and delight
Boiling the sky
Burnt, melted, faded
As we laughed, we danced
As the clock ticked
Wrapped the memory
Blasted remedy
Of thousands drops
Of friendly fire
Burnt, melted, faded

The rain falls on January, 1st
And nothing is left
But three hundreds and sixty five days