Silly Artist - Old Memory

When I think back to my past
I see myself aged three
But I'm crying
For the fear someone's dying
But I don't know who it is

Why at that time
Did I feel so scared
I remember the tears
But my memories remain impaired

A face looms over mine
And comforts me with word I don't hear
But the lady on the floor... isn't she my mum?
Why can't i recognise someone dear?

These I forget things so easily
Ever so fleeting; like a breeze
I may forget the day