Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory

She is smiling alone
In the lamplight

The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
It was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes

Tonight will be a memory, too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days

The stale, cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies
Another night is over
Another day is dawning

Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is

Look! A new day has begun ......

i just copy it from the song called memory(cats)

kinda touch...

all the commercial or political news showing the close relationship between "NYC".London.Tokyo and HK..

but you know..in fact...

they having different mood..

NYC .Atlantic.then London ,

but it is just like a space that i cannot touch,

even something keeping push me to go. 

When the dawn comes

Tonight will be a memory, too

that is the song , and that's our live.

i like the White feeling that i show in this space.

like i need a purify memory