Count the pictures  On the walls    This place, was it always  So empty  Was everything the way  I remember    Your image is dull and blurred  By the rust of time again  An era has come and gone  And everything that belongs  Exists no more    The air i'm breathing  It is changing    One would think  Memories are living  But behind these pictures  Lies nothing  Nothing at all.    these lyrics are submitted by burkul