Out of countless words
The word "miss" somehow
Makes my memories even more real
But they wash away and the next thing comes to me
I will naturally adjust myself to the present
Within some memories there is pain or regrets
In another memory I have excuses for feeling bad
They cleanly wash away, and the only thing that's left
Are happy feelings
-Drift Away-
A/N: Yo, this is the most beautiful lines i've ever read in All Seventeen songs.