I remember the first memory of the night who changed everything.

I remember everything started out so well,

My dad came home from work,

I ran after him, hug him tight.

I remember the laughter, the smiles.

And everything that seem so perfect on that moment.

Oh, how i wish i knew what would come next

I remember the confusion, the screaming - shouting.

Tears streaming down my mama face .

I remember in a hazy moment when we packed our things up, call the cab in the middle of the night.

And then there's an open ocean, an open vast of night skies.

I remember the first time i took the plane.

I remember the night i met my grandmother for the in her house.

How i shout happily and hug her, the same way that i did to my day hours before.

Oh how i clearly remember the first memory, the memory of my first nightmare and change my whole life upside down.

And how i remember the first and the last time i saw my dad face .

Oh dear, perhaps it was true,

As you get older three things happen .

The first is your memory goes, and i can't remember the other two