The memories do, as I hope, fade.
At the windowside, all I told was lies.

The memories do, as I hope, fade.
At the windowside, all you did was gaze outside.

The deep-sea fish
When brought to the shallows, all die, you see.

Screeds of words spoken witlessly / And mocking laughter from afar
At the windowside, you breathed.

The memories do, as I hope, fade.
And I can hear it now: the notes of the melody you hummed.

A spiral of meaningless prayers / And the mocking tomorrow off afar
At the windowside, all you did was gaze outside.

Screeds of words spoken witlessly / And mocking laughter from afar
At the windowside, I simply breathed alongside you.

The memories do, as I hope, fade.