There is something really odd about life,
Welcoming nostalgia and seconds of the past,
It was without notice
A home faded into mere rubble
Across the miles of docents
It was without shame
It was without negotiation
Without omen, it possessed bewilderment
Without premonition, it inclined remorse
It was without warning, soil not inherited
It was without notice A home is lost
Forgotten and lost, a face of an oblivion
All was lost, consumed by flames of obliteration
But cherish, cherish all the moments we left behind,
Remnants of all sweet things will never lose in mind.
If love hides in the lowest level of our heart,
So what is essential is worn in the eye
In that instance eyes becomes sad kind of plight
Do you remember? The laughter along the hallway
How everything seemed like child's play
Even when stressed with paperwork
Everything seemed like clockwork.
Do you recall that day in April?
When you woke up to news so painful
When your heart ached because of the things you'll never see again
Things that were once so mundane
Now, even though those memories burn in the flames of ember
I hope you will remember, the times spent together
Along the green and white painted walls
Beyond those walls I heard my soul
Within those halls I met my fate
Those places may turn into ashes
But the spirit of the dreamers is getting great
From the ashes of the past we shall return
For our passion residing in our hearts still burns
We find hope in the scorched embers
As the respite comes we shall rise together
For the students of University of The East Manila
Composed by:
Ethelbert L. Ocampo
Sage Gaurano
Angeline Cheng
Ghela Magsajo
Mikee Isabel Zaplan
Kitkat Guillermo
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