Written by：Diego Cabrera
l've memorized
Analyzed
What has yet to be
Lost in the fabric of the arms that I can't see
A simple fold
That I've told myself to erase
I wish it was not the only hope that I could chase
Engraved in future cravings
A glimpse of idealizing
So tell me why
The gentle folds of yours caress my soul till morning
I
Have expectations set that I need you for healing
The mist l've sown is now the breeze of your existence
Was it all my fault
That it's all for naught?
The fear is such
That'd I'd much rather forget
Faking a smile that I've performed without an end
This gentle touch
That I'd much rather omit
Assuming that I could give as much as I pretend
Engraved in memories fading
Tired of reminiscing
November's grasp is reaching
