I Have a Good Memory of Things

If I was a Learjet
I’d fly a thousand miles
Over deserts of sky
Stare out into nothingness
But again and again and again I ask why
Does time remember?
All the other days
They’re not gone forever
Not gone away, not gone away

Let the words be yours...

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