Вершы: Clifford T Ward. Discernible.

Some memories I keep in a special book
And the shiny surface fades
But the face is still discernible.

Some words I keep tucked away somewhere
Though the address ain't the same
Still the meaning's just discernible.

And on the other side of the glass
It all appears to be taken
And everybody's moving fast
And the world is most unshaken.

I don't know what I feel
I can't discern what's real.

Some memories I keep in a special book

And the shiny surface fades
But the face is still discernible.

I find it's not such good compensation
But I love you just the same
Love you just the same.

I find it's not such good compensation
But I love you just the same
(and fade).