Remember My Name Mitski Lyrics Novels & Stories

I demanded, my voice trembling. The rugged man remained silent, but the other—the gorgeous one—stepped forward. His gaze was steady and unyielding. "Athena," he said, his voice smooth and commanding. "Do you not remember us? Do you not remember who you are?" "Athena?" I shook my head frantically. "I'm not Athena! My name is Kiara!" The two exchanged a glance, their silent communication unnerving. Finally, the gorgeous man spoke again. "It seems she has lost her memory... Because she is from the future."

She looked at him with an odd expression. He noticed her blushing and slightly turned his body, half of his face hidden in the interplay of light and shadow. A corner of his mouth curled into a sly, teasing smirk. His voice was low and gentle. "Sera, it doesn't matter that you've forgotten someone important and some other important things. I'll help you remember, bit by bit." She hoped she could recall them, too. It felt really important to her. She touched her chest and said softly, "I wish the memory could come back, but it just doesn't. Just now, I felt a spark, like the scene I saw a moment ago was strangely familiar."

I said, more firmly this time, forcing my composure. He didn’t remember. Then again, why would he? It was just another night to him… one that he paid for. I walked past him, forcing myself not to look back at the man who was frowning as if he was trying to remember who I was before he said the one word that I didn’t want to hear coming from his lips… My name… “Mia.”

It spoke one word. The name. The meadow bloomed. Every flower opened at once. The rivers shimmered. Birds burst into joyful song. The newborn tree in the city stretched higher than the rooftops. Harbor closed his eyes. "I remember..." The people around him whispered. "So do I..." Fragments of forgotten kindness returned to them. Children remembered songs they had never learned. Old souls remembered dreams from before they had names. Ama smiled through tears. She could not explain it. Yet the name felt...

another asks, quieter, more strained. “She’s fighting,” the first voice answers. I want to speak. I want to open my eyes and tell them I’m here. That I hear them. But the world is still too far away, and I’m still lost somewhere between sleep and memory. Someone says the name again. Red. It comes from somewhere near my ear, and it’s spoken with care, with the kind of pain that can only come from someone who’s been waiting a long time. I try to respond. I want to ask who that is. It feels important. It feels like it might be me, but I don’t remember being called that. I don’t remember who would say it like that, like it means everything.

But for the life of her, she simply couldn’t remember where. “Who are you?” Yuri asked. The girl raised an eyebrow. “You don’t remember me?” she said in an incredulous tone. “Well, I guess I really shouldn’t be surprised. It has been years since we’ve last met after all. But surely you still remember the name of your arch nemesis, Kirisawa?” That rang a bell in Yuri’s memory just then. She quickly scanned the girl’s face, and her eyes narrowed dangerously as she soon put a name to that face before her.

It sounded more like "Don't blame me later for your loss. I am nowhere responsible if anyone of you loses interest in listening to songs" I again coughed and peeped at them to gather my scattered confidence.. And here I go, " || Do you love the rain, does it make you dance When you're drunk with your friends at a party? What's your favorite song, does it make..ma..mak...||" Shit !! I again forgot the lyrics. Closing my eyes I again tried to remember but couldn't, unless another voice joined me, "|| Does it make you smile? Do you think of me? ||"

Akshara raged in anger to hear that, “I told you not to call me that…I am not both… Call me by my name.” Alaso and Ruko both asked together, “Well, what is your name?” Akshara quickly responded to them, “my name is… my name is… name is…” Akshara was shocked to realise that she had forgotten her name, “…What is my name?” The whole world seems too zoned out; she looked everywhere and tried hard to remember her name. Nothing happened. It was a sudden throw in her mind that she could not even remember her name.

She's hot and dangerous because she hid the thorns behind that beauty. She shines like a clear glass castle wall of jewels. She is strong, brave and dazzling like a diamond. Tic toc, tic toc, the sounds of my heart whenever i hear her name. Slow down and run 'cause she is very dangerous. Decide our time is wasting. Someone is currently playing a song, “Her name” by Latte, on her cassette player as she looks at Jana's grave.

"Just follow my lead." As I finished my words, I began to sing… [Bella:] The slanted life as we look like each other The moon rising with the wishes The words in the bracket I was going to say Finally mmm mmm mmm My anchor doesn’t reach anywhere You’re like an island I can never arrive forever I was wandering Finally mmm mmm mmm Even if I don’t record it I’ll remember everything of you Wait... If we finally meet out of the boundary of time If I stand without stepping on the past