Memories Telling Them Tales

I like memories

All kinds of them

I like to remember and rebuild the emotions

Oh, I remember how we got drunk on the beach

Dancing around the fire,

seeing the stars through the empty bottles

to be woken up in the morning by the police

Ha, I remember when we used to play card games

Oh, how we cheated and fought

But we played and we never forgot to have the fun and the laughs

I remember how we hiked one of the highest mountains of the world

Ah, the beautiful nature, that mountain with white beard

As thick as mine, but his moma never told him to shave, that I’m sure of

I remember the many fishing days
Yes, when no storm could have stopped me
When I saw my parents come and shout at me to get out of the sea
When waves seven feet high marched on me and knocked me down
carrying me all over the hard rocks

I remember all the different houses and countries I lived in

Ooo, many different friends I had from all around the world

Many different adventures been with them as well

Yes, yes, how beautiful it is to see the world

I remember all the books that I read

Many lives I lived

Many lives I’ve written as well

I remember all the first kisses

I remember our hearts burning with flame

And I remember them being broken

Ah, so many things I remember

If I’d tell you all that we’ve been through it will never end

Every moment I die and live again, each time with a different dream

Each time adding more lives to the previous one

I like to sit on a cliff and watch the sun sink under the sea

While throwing its orange rays on the water’s surface

I smile and reminisce, and relive my life

Of course, just for a moment I do that

I mean I will not get stuck in the past

Some future is awaiting me

I stand up and rush to it

To live more lives… to do what I do best