Sitting at the café,
I hear familiar music
But I don’t remember exactly what
It is at the top of my mind

Standing across the street,
I see a familiar person
But I don’t remember exactly who
It is at the top of my mind

Walking along the pavement,
I stop by a familiar site
But I don’t remember exactly where
It is at the top of my mind

Living life,
There are many things
That come and go, which in turn
Are all at the top of my head

When I remember,
Enlightened I become of the vivid memory
When I don’t
Frustrated I become of the vague vision

Somewhere in my head,
I sense a particular recollection
But I don’t remember exactly what it is
It is just at the top of my mind
 

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