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Walking in the street
Humming the old tune
Not knowing why you are here
In the dark side of the alley
Where you're going to
Or where you were before
You don't remember
And How did you get here?
Children were running,
Rushing to play
Screaming the names
They all hold dear
You smell the soil
From twenty years ago,
Thinking how unreal
The world used to be
Wearing shoes
You hated the most
Putting on what clothes
You would care the least
It's that time of the day
When the red light meets the west
And the earth forcibly
pushes you to rest
You're still walking,
Humming the old tune
Not knowing where you were
Or where you're going to...