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Um yeah, if you haven't guessed, it's telling a story, theirs a lot of secret meanings I hid even through the pathetic choice of words. xD [Which was also done on purpose, the perspective of the person writing is/was very young.] Here is the tune. (Eventually I'll change it to me singing it, a child's suppose to be singing it.)

Quiet Memoirs of a Child


Somewhere quiet and pleasant
Someplace nice and warm
A place we could have got away from the drama of our world
A person we could have helped lead us
A way to escape the present
A way to forget the past
A time to lead our future
Or so I thought at the time
For we never got far
As the hatred built up and exploded
For the efforts of the time
Only lead to further destruction
For our troubles had yet to begun

A nice world of our own
A place where we could finally sleep
But my troubled eyes
Saw the distractions of the world
Determined to find the meanings
I wandered away from my home
For I wanted to test out the good
And look out for the bad
But I never knew how this affected
The way you lived your daily life
And that last cry told me how...
Our troubles were not over
For the troubles have just begun

I took away your hand
Let it stutter in the wind
And it was my fault for this life
I had caused your destruction
I had unleashed the beast within