the corners of my memory a brown piano taking up space on one side the corners of the house of my youth a brown piano taking up space on one side
I remember that time the brown piano that was so much taller than me, when it led me I longed for you when I turned my face up to you when I stroked you with one small finger I feel so nice, mom, I feel so nice the keys that only sauntered where my hands went I didn't know your meaning then at that time, I was happy only looking
I remember that time, near the end of elementary school the time that my height finally became taller than your height at that point I neglected the you I had yearned for atop the keys like white jade, dust piled up your neglected appearance I didn't know it back then your meaning was that wherever I am you will always be protecting that space, maybe that was why I didn't know it would be the end
don't go like this, you say even if I go, don't worry because you'll do well on your own I think of the time I first met you at some moment you just became bigger you put a period on our relationship, but don't be sorry toward me whatever form I take you will see me again let's meet happily again at that time
I remember that time, what I darkly forgot when I met you again I was 14 years old I awkwardly caressed you again for a moment even though I was gone for a long time you received me again without any repulsion without you I am nothing as the dawn passed, us two greeted the morning don't let go of my hand forever because I won't let you go either
I remember that time, at the end of my teens I set you aflame, that's right, I saw no further than my nose, that time, crying and laughing those moments alone when I was with you now they're memories clutching my smashed shoulder, I said it that I wouldn't be able to do this anymore every time I wanted to give up you said, from next to me kid, you really can do it that's right, that's right, that's right, I remember when I'd fallen into the pit of hopeless desperation and despair I pushed you away even when I wanted to meet you you firmly stayed by my side even if I don't say it because of that, don't let go of my hand because I won't let go of you a second time my birth and the end of my life you'll always protect those things the corners of my memory
a brown piano taking up space on one side the corners of the house of my youth a brown piano taking up space on one side