Pictures of our youth
Each one has a story to say
The smiles lighting up our soul
The pains tainting our joy

Is a choice to entertain the past
Is a choice to let it be
As you earn your coin

Each day the night dies
A new life born
New door openes
Like the Burning of a candle
It short down along with time

Transition of the day and the night
Keeps repeating and...