Let's take a stroll down memory lane

Let's pretend my memories aren't driving me insane

Pretend my fingertips don't shake to every emotional stain

Pretend that truth is all that I will claim


Step on a sidewalk paved with blood

Rainy day with dreams in the form of mud

Flowing with confident hopes down the gutter

...Also flowing with lies spoken as smoothly as butter


Walk into a diner where I can't taste my food

Where every waiter is simply "not in the mood"

clock reads:temptation"tick",frustration"tock",complication"tick",fornication"tock"

People that I loved that I can't feel

Moments that occured simply aren't real



Walk out to inhale one clean breath

But as I open my mouth my lungs are filled with stress

Heading towards memory lane,around the corner

No lies,no ties,not a single mourner


A sight to see finally prevails

Honest smiles,and hearts without jails

Kisses with truth

People with infinite youth

Watching myself as I laugh in the theatre

Asking myself "So did you see in her?"


Reminiscing is easy in a brain with no soul

The hard part is doing this in the real world,wearing sneakers with no sole

You,me and my conscience,dear Quito let's take a stroll.