Yes, the pattern is copied from another song, but the idea is that the music would be different. Even when I'm old and gray I hope that I will still remember you Oh, but after everything I know I will watch memories slip oh so low 'Cause I've seen the their past and it's put me through Hell I had to watch how I fled from their minds And who knows what tales that they have yet to tell? Yet how long til they bid them farewell? I hope to recall Odile playing, playing I hope to recall Ella swaying, swaying I hope to remember It all. And to know what I'm saying I now know who I am Yet time's creeping, closer now and then And it says that I'll be done Well, you were wrong and now the best is yet to come Well for now hear me, soak up all of my stories 'Cause I try to take snap shots inside That I look back to, I find comfort in memories Odile playing, Ella swaying, oh When the time comes, I may not even know their names 'Cause I've seen the their...