Paper and a pen, a pencil and an eraser
Glue and scissors, crayons and tape
Paper for folding and paper for drawing, a notebook and a textbook
A ruler and a protractor, a compass and a magnet
A pencil case and a journal, a contact book and a letter
A “good job” sticker and a cross mark and beads and shoes and pebbles
Forgetting them and searching for them; losing them and finding them
Breaking them and throwing them out; I picked them up and fixed them, my treasures
Morals and language arts and personal effects and things left behind
And maths and social studies and homework and gym uniforms
And lies and true thoughts and short-lived trends and playing around
And secret conversations and a voice that whispers them into my ears
Everything, everything, I just can’t remember
I’ve finally forgotten
I can change, I can change
(Alt. Title(s): Kinou wa Subete Kaesareru, Yesterday Has All Returned)