some days i close my eyes
the memories try to spring to mind
they're fading, harder to conjure every night
but when i wake up every day
my drive to work, the songs i play
each CD's a memory of different parts of me coming back to say
don't let go
of whatever made you who you have become
the pain and joy and suffering, it all adds up to one
just one person out of seven billion
no one else will ever add up to
the sum of everything that makes you you
i've forgotten more things about myself than anyone will ever know
even as they're lost to time i can't let go
i've been so many people and some of them have died
but the pieces they were molded from are still somewhere inside
don't let go
of whatever made you who you have become
the pain and joy and suffering, it all adds up to one
just one person out of seven billion
and no one else will ever add up to
the sum of everything that makes you you
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