As I was composing *"I Remember"*, it was never just a tune—it acted as a doorway to the people and places that shaped me. Each verse transported me to old friends, long gone, and to the joy of those years.*"I Remember"* is a song woven from memory. Not just the easy moments, but everything: the cha...

When I wrote *"I Remember"*, it was never just a tune—it was a return to the parts of my past I still carry. Every word drew me back to old friends, long gone, and to the joy of those years.*"I Remember"* is a musical act of remembering. Not just the easy moments, but the full landscape: the chaos a...

As I was composing *"I Remember"*, it was never just a tune—it was a return to the parts of my past I still carry. The lines and rhythm brought me closer to old friends, long gone, and to the scars of those years.*"I Remember"* is a song woven from memory. Not just the easy moments, but the full lan...

As I was composing *"I Remember"*, it was never just a tune—it acted as a doorway to memories buried in time. The lines and rhythm drew me back to my whānau, and to the joy of those years.*"I Remember"* is a song woven from memory. Not just laughter and light, but all of it: the pain, the silence, t...

When I wrote *"I Remember"*, it was never just a tune—it was a return to the parts of my past I still carry. Each verse drew me back to the forest-farm of my childhood, and to the scars of those years.*"I Remember"* is a kind of time travel. Not just laughter and light, but the full landscape: the p...

When I wrote *"I Remember"*, it wasn't just music—it acted as a doorway to memories buried in time. Every word transported me to the forest-farm of my childhood, and to the joy of those years.*"I Remember"* is a song woven from memory. Not just laughter and light, but all of it: the pain, the silenc...