Please Keep a dry flower In the book of our dreams I will write my memories They'll be lost downstream And the flower will tell you tales That you'd never believe As I ran with the cold wind on my face I realized that I was still standing in the same place All memories were erased by time But the wounds changed the beat of my heart We no longer recognize ourselves Pictures of our youth came from outer space All the pain was healed by time But the wounds changed the beat of my heart And the flower told me tales With the saddest minor scale And the flower told me tales With the saddest minor scale And the flower told me tales With the saddest minor scale All the pain was healed by time But the wounds changed the beat of my heart And the flower told me tales With the saddest minor scale