Memories can not be erased, have to slowly pile up. The years take you on the Table Tablet Stands, but the bet is yourself. You burn, I burn you to ashes. You go out, I accompany you down dust. You were born, I accompanied you on foot. You are silent, I will not say a word with you. You laugh, I accompany you to the tsunami. You're old, I'm in ruins with you. You escape, I accompany you into the night. You leave, I can only wait.