I never knew this silence,
And I'll never understand how to say it,
Its just when the evening fades
And the distractions wind their weary way away,
The nagging voice returns.
The one that reminds you of all the things you've done together,
And all the stories that were told.
You can't drive in this city,
You can't listen to your favorite songs,
Because they'll always be there,
Sitting in the back seat,
Singing along.
-Pangun
