Silence creeps in through the mist,
Enveloping the unseen landscape,
Full of memories.

All that stands is the tower,
The linear engraving that structures my life,
Full of memories.

I feel a longing to be free from my dream,
I wish to empty the caged sands of time,
Full of memories.

Cruel nostalgia let me grow,
I do not need to linger,
Nothing's changed, I've just moved on,
I fake to please my elders.