14 August 2012
I can feel the time approaching Memories of you encroaching Into everything I do It's that time to think of you
Maybe this time will be the last Perhaps now I can exorcise the past I don't ever want to forget I want guilt not to be a threat
Bitter sweet countdown has started Can I finally tell how we parted? Will I no longer be so sad When I recall your passing dad?
Tick Tock • Opuss № I