This document contains excerpts from poems and songs that explore themes of memory, loss, longing, and the passage of time. The selections reference looking back on happier times, missing someone who has passed away, and wishing a lost person could return. Overall, the document reflects on nostalgia, separation from loved ones, and the bittersweet nature of remembering the past.

1. SOMETIMES MEMORIES SNEAK OUT OF
MY EYES AND ROLL DOWN MY CHEEKS.

2. CAN YOU HEAR ME ON YOUR CLOUD ?

3. IT HURTS
WHEN YOU HAVE
SOMEONE
IN YOUR HEART
AND CAN’T HAVE
THEM
IN YOUR ARMS

4. "Za mene
postoji samo
putovanje
putevima koji
imaju srca.
Tuda ja
putujem, i
jedini dostojan
izazov je da se
taj put pređem
sav, do kraja. I
tuda putujem,
gledajući,
gledajući bez
daha."

6. Because
someone we
love is in
Heaven ...
there’s a little
bit of Heaven in
our home.

7. NAŠ STARI DOME...
Naš stari dome, kako si oronô!
Kapije tvoje niko ne otvara,
Po njima mirno crv dube i šara -
Grize, kô čežnja jedno srce bono.
Evo mi sobe! O duvaru jošte
Ikona visi, prašljiva i sama,
I u me gleda i šapće iz rama
O dobu sreće, djetinjstva, milošte.
Ovdje sam prve stihove napisô,
Ovdje je s dušom poletila misô
Visoko, tamo gdje se istok žari.
Ovdje mi negda bješe raj... A sada?
Na moje srce grobna zemlja pada,
I ja se rušim kô ti, dome stari...
1906.
ALEKSA ŠANTIĆ

9. Autobiografija
U obicnom sam sebe
uhvatio,
pa nikad nisam to sakrivao.
Bar sam posteno kiriju
platio
na ovom svetu sto sam
ziveo.
Mozda sam nekome jad
iscelio
i nekom u zenice sjaj
namamio.
I u komsiluk zvezde
doselio.
U prozor svitanja uramio.
Ako mi zivot krila skrati
i sneg u oko pocne da veje,
znam, bar se necu pokajati
sto sam umeo da se
smejem.
Miroslav Mika Antić

16. "Wish You Were Here"
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell, blue skies from
pain.
Can you tell a green field from a
cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade your
heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk on part in
the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were
here.
We're just two lost souls swimming
in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
PINK FLOYD

17. Farewell! God knows when we
shall meet again.
-William Shakespeare